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my mom says sheâs not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news sheâs the last to let go. my dad says he doesnât want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face lights up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. heâs just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him âi just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!â he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters âcâmereâ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think thatâs really beautiful.
"who has a brother like this" I DO!
my dads a pretty tough guy but his kids (including my brother, a grown man) can make him go đđ on the phone with 0 effort. he must give all of his kids kisses before hanging up
iâve always thought it was so beautiful how people have the capability to fight for others, including complete strangers. like the fact that we have entire hospitals to help each other, the idea of surgeons in those hospitals whoâd have 30+ hour surgeries to save one life. firemen running into a burning building and training for the possibility of it ever happening. people volunteering to help in a country theyâve never been after a natural disaster, expecting no money in return for their kindness. i think this urge to help and be a part of this and keep as much people as possible alive is something natural and it might just be what we were made to do and be. even if you think youâre unloved, your life would always be considered worth saving, if not by those around you then by the surgeon, the firefighter, the paramedic, the volunteer, the eye-witness whoâs hell-bent on not losing you.
sleeping at last saying âyou are loved, you are loved, more than you know. i hereby pledge all of my days to prove it soâ and âi will soften every edge, hold the world to its bestâ and âwith every heartbeat i have left, iâll defend your every breathâ made me believe in love.
Jesus literally was like eat the rich. He told his followers to sell their earthly possessions and then give the money to the poor. He believed in helping the less fortunate and even told his followers that no rich man could enter the gates of heaven. In todays political climate Jesus would have been a socialist. In this essay I will piss off conservatives
bon iverâs music feels like having your heart and your lungs gently carved out to have them decorated with flower petals and moss and leaves and then having them given back to you and every breath hurts and youâre light headed but itâs okay because itâs beautiful and itâs yours and dying a gorgeous death feels more heroic than living a life without ever wilting.
what blows my mind most about the usa is how a lot of people have such an outdated, patriarchic, patriotic, racist view on what the country should be like. instead of getting mad or shocked when they hear someone got murdered by the police, their initial reaction is doing research to justify their death. âhe had a fake dollar billâ so he deserved to choke and die, rather than being talked to and maybe arrested? âthey thought his toy gun was realâ so he deserved to get shot and die, rather than being asked a few questions about it? âher boyfriend shot at the copsâ because he thought the people quietly entering his home in the middle of the night were intruders? and like you advocate for the right to bear arms and protect your home with it, he was using that right?
youâre proud of a country where people die at the hands of the force installed to protect them. youâre a person who cannot say âthey didnât deserve to die regardless of the mistakes they mightâve madeâ. youâre advocating for the right to bear arms but youâre not advocating for the lives of children who were just playing outside, who were walking down the street and napping on the couch, for the lives of the people sleeping and living in their homes, the men selling cdâs, leaving a corner store, jogging in the neighborhood. you advocate for lives that donât exist, lives that are career paths that are chosen, lives that are costumes that can be taken off at the end of the day, over lives that are brutally taken without any consequence.
the entire world outside of this crazy country of yours is disgusted by you.
novo amor, sleeping at last, bon iver, bruno major and vancouver sleep clinic make me levitate into a world where my body does not know how to hate itself
I FORGOT RY X! SHORTLINE? HOWLING? BERLIN? ONLY? HEAVENLY.
thinkin abt how beauty has no weight class or look..... and it exists bc u do.... u are It
my mom says sheâs not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news sheâs the last to let go. my dad says he doesnât want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face lights up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. heâs just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy. my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him âi just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!â he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters âcâmereâ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance. the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think thatâs really beautiful.
novo amor, sleeping at last, bon iver, bruno major and vancouver sleep clinic make me levitate into a world where my body does not know how to hate itself
when mark sloan said âiâm still in love with youâ and lexie grey said âi have a boyfriend nowâ and mark sloan said âi know, iâm saying you could have a husbandâ !!!!!!!!!!!!