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$LAYYYTER
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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“When she gets really pissed off she starts italicizing words” (file under: things I have in common w/ Mary Wollstonecraft)
There is no such thing as “over” with him.
I slept with C again for the first time in months. I tried writing about it in order to process my feelings and decide if I was truly happy or if I was sad and in denial.
I’m really happy.
This is what I wrote:
“I have your hair tye around my wrist. It's the light blue tealish color we used at our wedding. Mine is in my hair, appropriately purple and brimming with meaning.
Last night we drank and laughed and danced. We danced like the old lovers that we are, bodies moving with the other filled with pristine precision; our movements garnered applause.
We rolled down wet hills and you cried in my arms and told me about how you wanted us back, but couldn't handle any relationship for quite some time.
We slept naked, intwined after exchanging orgasms and kisses filled with passion and meaning. Love.
My neck is bruised in the shape of your mouth, indentions from your teeth are prominent and obvious. I love my purple-blue-black marked up neck that shows all the evidence of our intermingling last evening.”
I can love him from afar for now, and knowing that he’ll be back one day is all I need currently. I’m satisfied with that.
#maybe tomorrow #remind me later #stop displaying this message
#never show this message again
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“Is your name Janine? Because I would become a tabloid just to make you my whore.”
Princess Bride themed restaurant. Waiters say “as you wish” after taking your order.
Finish the Fezzik in an hour, your meal is free.
Come in a wheelbarrow, your meal is 10% off.
Every so often the hostess will say “bye bye boys, have fun storming the castle!” as people are leaving.
Miracle Max’s Cure for the Mostly Dead is on the menu and its a giant chocolate cakeball.
The servers will sometimes switch your wines after distracting you.
They sell Anybody Want a Peanut Brittle at the door.
“There are a shortage of perfect chicken breasts in the world. Twould be a pity not to order these.”
“Hello, my name is Inigo Montoya. I’ll be your server. Prepare to dine.”
BWEAKFAST, BWEAKFAST IS WHAT BWINGS US TOGEVVER TODAY
AESTHETIC
I destroyed myself so you couldn’t hurt me.
(via itcuddles)
If you ever feel sad just remember that Snape had to teach Luna potions too
Snape: What…are you doing, Miss Lovegood?
Luna: I decided not to make this potion, Professor. It has bad energy.
Snape: You…what?
Luna: Bad energy. Bad. But I revitalized this flower for you from the ingredients and you can put it in your hair.
Snape: …..
Luna: I think it would look very nice on you. Keeps away the Wrackspurts, you know.
Snape: *awkward slides away*
20,000 words of Snape and Luna interacting through out her seven years at Hogwarts please
…and now I want to write an AU in which Snape secretly thinks of Luna as his favorite, most gifted student.
If anyone makes fanart or writes a fanfic for this I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER
Current mood: wanting to have a hooded cloak and to be in a misty forest.
“I look fabulous”
One of my fav interviews of tswift
kommissxr insertcre4tiveusernamehere
I’m 100% sure she’s high
she’s high.
this is me
Omg, Tay<3
How strange- to be strangers again.
-Amber Desmond (via wonderous-world)
“stop making your sexuality/gender/etc the defining part of your personality” - someone who has never felt the intense relief and joy that comes with discovering that there’s a word for these feelings you have had all these years. someone who has never been had to learn how to embrace something that society has told them was unnatural or sinful.
i want that really cliché friend group who takes long drives together and takes pictures of each other when they’re not looking and goes on random picnics and visits museum together fuck i want it so bad where y’all at
I’ve had that before....I really miss it.
I’m starting to build my tribe again though, so, there’s hope I guess.
I have been neglecting the things that make this breakup real; really important;life-changing. I miss most the debating whilst grocery shopping. The late nights when you fell asleep before me and I held onto your being like it would be gone tomorrow.... Though you promised it wouldn't.... It was. The tomorrow after February 11th was the night our hearts stopped beating in unison. The day before you left, I held out every inch of hope I could muster that you would love us more than you would love not us.
I was wrong. You needed freedom like I needed your heartbeat in my ear; not a thing I could ever hope to stabilize. The only way to get what we both wanted was to get what neither of us wanted..... Our ending. I love you, and I'm sorry.
we could be married and id still be paranoid u didnt like me
Me and C in a nutshell.