trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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if i look back, i am lost
Sweet Seals For You, Always
DEAR READER
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Misplaced Lens Cap
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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Kaledo Art

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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trust that everything will fall into place without you forcing it there.
get free by lana deserves more appreciation like its literally poetry in the form of a song
some appalachian nostalgia. grew up in west virginia, these photos are mine.
btw it’s pronounced app-uh-lach-uhn.
Trans-Allegheny Asylum/Weston Hospital IV
Trans-Allegheny Asylum/Weston Hospital V
November - Brendon Burton
home
Exterior Door, c1930’s
Imvrou 23, Athens 112 57, Greece
Photo by Athenian Modernism, March 2016
Arcomagno Beach, Calabria / Italy (by Simone Bramante).
Venice, Italy by Alessia
lady gaga in ‘alejandro’ music video
this is literally the best thing that’s ever happened to me
any progress is progress
https://evelionheart.medium.com/on-the-intimacy-of-the-mundane-863f9efb3c39
— vladimir nabokov, in a letter to his wife [24 march 1937] from letters to véra (trans. olga voronina & brian boyd)
People talk about how disassociating is distressing and yeah, in the beginning it is, and sometimes that can still happen, but when you've been consistently disassociating for years you get used to it and it just gets... sad.
You go out with your friend and you play and chat and laugh, but you can never quite feel that it's really happening, never quite achieve 'having fun'.
You cuddle with your pet and you wanna feel like you're there and be present and enjoy what's supposed to be a really cute, pleasant time, but you just... can't.
You sit in a beautiful garden or forest and you want so badly to immerse yourself in nature and the feeling of being close to it, but it never happens.
It feels like you keep missing out on life even when you're doing things that are exciting or fun. No achievement or win is ever truly satisfying, because no matter how much you feel, there's always a layer between you and your happiness that says 'none of this is real' that you can't puncture.
that familiar empty feeling or how trauma makes us hide from ourselves.
Poietike / Naomi Shihab Nye, from Habibi / Cody Rocko, Who Are You? / Czeslaw Milosz, New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001 / Brain Sick, Robert Carter / Lori Gottlieb, Maybe You Should Talk to Someone: A Therapist, Her Therapist, and Our Lives Revealed / Martina Fishmeister / Clarice Lispector, trns by Johnny Lorenz, Um Sopra de Vida / Xi Huang / Louise Glück, Blue Rotunda
impusively kissing! kissing when laughing! kissing cheeks to say thanks! kissing noses! kissing foreheads! kissing hands! kissing wrists! kissing temples! kissing fingertips! lazy kissing! goodbye kisses! see you later kisses! wait for me kisses! be right back kisses! that is so stupid but i love you kissing!
a series of mcr posters i did for my university