“Your life will get better when you realize it’s better to be alone than to chase people who don’t really care about you.”
— Thema Davis
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“Your life will get better when you realize it’s better to be alone than to chase people who don’t really care about you.”
— Thema Davis
It’s story time
So, my freshman year of college, I met this girl. I thought she was super hot and I really wanted to get to know her. Well, turned out that she thought I was cute too, so we started talking. I could go into more detail on how it all happened, but I don’t wanna get too mushy about it. Anywho, we started dating and fell in love with each other and everything was great. Then, we started having problems. I couldn’t talk about my feelings to her because I struggle with putting my burden on someone else, and she hated that. Well, after our second year in college, we couldn’t go back. She moved in back with her parents and I moved in with mine. Problem with that was the fact that she lived 2 and a half hours away. I’m not the best at texting or replying back all the time, so everything got really shaky between us. Not only that, but I was also going through really bad depression at that time in my life and didn’t think I was good enough for anyone or anything. So, I broke it off with her. I did it in a shitty way and I know that I did, but I did it so she could move on faster and find someone better for her than myself. The thing is, I still loved her with everything I had in me at that time, but I didn’t want to drag her down. Well, turns out she did find someone better than myself, and they were together for a few years. In the mean time, I had my own relationships and they were great, but I could never seem to get it right. Fast forward a little further, I’m going to this concert. And guess the fuck what? I message her to see if she was going to be there too because it was in her hometown and she liked the bands as well. She replied and said that she was. So, while we were at the concert, we met up and stood together because we knew each other and we both went to the concert alone. Afterwards, we talked and caught up and everything and then we went our separate ways. I woke up the next morning and told my parents about what happened. They said I haven’t smiled that much in a long time. And I realized at that exact moment that my feelings for her had never gone away and that they were just as strong as they ever were. I realized that I had found the love of my life, the second half, the “one”, and I let her get away because I mentally couldn’t handle myself or handle giving myself up to her. And I also realized that I was probably too late to do anything about it. So, to continue on with the story, her and I had been texting after the concert and it wasn’t consistent. She has her own life going on and everything, and I’m stuck on the other side of the phone, just waiting for a response. Then, the responses stopped for a while, so I gave up, knowing that what I had thought about was true, that my time had pass. Then, she would message me at random to talk, and I leaped at every chance that I could to talk to her. Yet, every time, it ended with me waiting on a response that would not come. So, today, I realized that I’m dumb because more than likely I’ll never be with her again. But, I’m dumb because even if that’s never going to happen, it’s not going to change how I feel about her or how I’ll wake up at 3:56 in the morning to answer her text or calls when she needs me. I’m dumb because I should mean nothing to this woman, but I’m trying to be everything for her. And that breaks me every single day when I get my hopes and feelings up when I get a message from her and then no reply to my answers. C’est la vie
hey I just got my drivers license
hey I’m getting mine next
hey I doubt it
When i was in middle school i was banned frm the twilight wiki bc i kept changing Edward’s photo to this
the post, the picture, and then op’s url was a 1-2-3 uppercut combo that literally knocked me unconscious
Somewhere between (งಠ_ಠ)ง and ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ every day.
Ah the ever elusive ¯\_( ಠ_ಠ)_/¯
I’m more like (งツ)ง tbh.
Reblog this or die.
Fred Rogers Acceptance Speech - 1997
Our neighbor didn’t die, he was just needed someplace else.
He took a moment that was about recognizing him and turned it into a moment to recognize everyone who was there and everyone who made it possible for him to do what he does. If you want a perfect example of why he is so fondly remembered and such a great person, it’s tough to find a better one than this.
Ok but the fact that you can’t actually hear how it was said doesn’t do this scene justice:
not killing myself is a personal achievement but you cant really brag about that at dinner parties
Asked for a scoop of vanilla, cold stone delivers
His face before he slams it
wher ethe fuck the ice cream go
He destroyed it
Happy 38th Birthday, Chris Pine! (August 26, 1980)
After many years of self-flagellation, I’ve realised that beating myself up doesn’t get me anywhere. I think it’s a very healthy thing to learn from what’s happened in the past. But only if you look at what happened and think, “how could I have dealt with that differently?” Then let it go. That’s if it’s even worth thinking about. Which sometimes it’s not.
A moment of silence…
D e s t i n y T r i o ‘ s O u t f i t s i n K H 3
The sad story of the Three Bears in Shrek
Papa bear on the rebound though
god how fukin tight was it rearranging your room when you were younger and it feeling like a different space and you’d show your parents and they’d be like wow very nice and you’d be like FUCK yes new room new me i’m gonna put these pillows and fluffy animals back on my bed every fukin morning from now on and like that night you can barely sleep cause you’re so excited to be sleeping in ur new room layout and then the novelty wears off and you go back to your messy self idk or was that just me
I’ve never seen more effective use of fantasy animation to promote tourism [x]
When they say ‘slight exaggerated’ they aren’t kidding. Here, just look to see that these are real honest to god places:
Yeah. That shit’s all REAL. You guys think the video’s amazing, check out the real deal.
I’M SO GLAD SOMEONE DID THIS POST
This is so beautiful, it brought tears to me eyes! I heard about this advertisement while I was at NWC, but I forgot to look it up. So lovely!
I belong to Oregon’s rainier northern neighbor and can verify, 0 exaggeration here
Concept: It’s 6 years from now, you are vacationing with your other half in a stunning oceanview apartment that you found online, it’s night, the air is crisp and the sound of the crashing waves makes you think about your younger self who was so terrified about things not falling into place; you wish you could go back in time and show yourself how great things are going to be