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RMH
Three Goblin Art
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Stranger Things
trying on a metaphor
occasionally subtle

ellievsbear

titsay
$LAYYYTER
Peter Solarz
Sade Olutola

if i look back, i am lost
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Not today Justin
Keni

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@seiononavessite
note to self
- stop checking who’s watching your story compulsively, or at all - stop checking if theyve read your message - stop deleting posts and pictures when they dont get enough attention - who cares if they can hear your music blasting through your earphones, turn it up - stop comparing yourself to her. you are enough - stop apologizing for being sick - stop refreshing your notifications, my fingers are so sore - ignore the urge to conform to their expectations - stop talking, listen - do not let people tell you to calm down - stop trying to get them to want you , if they want you they will ask - stop making the same mistakes - stop feeling bad about thinking of his body against yours - stop refraining from appreciating yourself - stop explaining yourself - create. - you dont need people - stop feeling everything so damn much
I was on the edge, always. I was laughing - much louder and more frequently than anybody else. I burnt out quickly, so that sometimes, halfway through a coffee date, I would have to excuse myself. I didn’t love. My love wasn’t real. My love was a facade to prove that I could love, or that I could be loved in return. I chewed whilst giggling whilst wishing I was somewhere else. I was waiting and impatient. I felt like my happiness was so fragile even the pin prick of a needle would shatter it. My life was a series of earthquakes but my senses were not concrete; they were glass. My heart was not strong, except from when it was angry - so I was angry often; often I was furious. I was standing on the edge of a great precipice and I wondered if I had the courage to jump. Sometimes, I wanted to feel the sea dissolve my bones. I was laughing, much louder and more frequently than anybody else. Often, I wondered if I had any reason to.
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #272 (via blossomfully)
I am this cat
Don’t leave me.
ShinLiArt Danbi Shin + Seok Li
ShinLiArt is a collaborative artist couple in a long distance relationship, NYC and Seoul, that speaks to the audience about everyday art. The contrasts and similarities between the architecture and items we take from granted in our cities play a big part in their visual collaboration.
Distance doesn't matter, does it...
Pawel Kuczynski’s satirical art. Take a moment to look at these properly.
Non ridi, non ridi più. Sorridi e basta, come a dire: Bello, davvero bello, è tutto bellissimo. Ora lasciatemi solo.
ilragazzostella (via ilragazzostella)
Lo vedi come siamo io e te? Litighiamo anche per le minime sciocchezze, perché tutto è importante per noi. Perché tu sei importante per me ed io lo sono per te. Adesso se fossi qui, ti prenderei e ti riempirei di baci, di carezze, di abbracci. Non so se te ne sei reso conto ma riesci a farmi cambiare umore in due secondi. Sono incazzata, mi scrivi e mi torna il sorriso. Sono felice, litighiamo, mi gira e sto male, male davvero. Male che ti darei una sberla che non dimenticheresti mai più, credimi, male per quanto ho bisogno del tuo amore, della tua gioia che è la mia e di te. Lo vedi come siamo io e te? Siamo quelli che un secondo si odiano e l’altro si amano.
(via pexssimist)
like if you use or save
Smettila di pensare a cosa potrebbe andare male, inizia a pensare a cosa potrebbe andare bene.
Roberto Benigni (via egocentricacomeigatti)
I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.
F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920 (via egocentricacomeigatti)
We all deserve morning sex and waffles