IT’S OCTOBER
It’s not October but I can’t not reblog this
i love it i love it

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IT’S OCTOBER
It’s not October but I can’t not reblog this
i love it i love it
I see you there in your satin shirt unfocussed eyes on the ceiling fluorescent lips on a painted face I think I know what you're feeling This tightrope just begins to feel like home When the wind comes rising from a desert storm And all I know is that tonight I might let go the line... https://www.instagram.com/p/B2ndU66h_no/?igshid=1hn2reb2x1anw
What a wild little pup https://www.instagram.com/p/BxBcvDiBXtX/?igshid=1fp6c7gfelgwy
The newest upgrade to the beastie. Because meme culture https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwyqbc_B4dz/?igshid=1d7ft3vleth4a
““My bones tend to feel like glass and my lungs are always turning purple. I remember when I was younger my mother’s words cut my mind into pieces every time a bad decision would try to hold my hand. But somewhere in between me trying to find myself and trying to change myself for others, I realized that the bad decisions I’ve made have shaped me into a masterpiece that still needs to be carved along the edges. I hope one day my bones feel like stained glass because maybe then they’ll be more tolerable, and I hope my lungs don’t feel like they’re being strangled,” she said.”
— Alexa Evangelista, the book i’ll never finish writing
this is… so pure
stay there forever
We had a cow that would do this. You could take naps on her all day.
A great example of why you don’t have any idea what is happening in the world around you. I don’t generally blog this stuff but, you Should know Time Magazine is not the only media to do this. .
I HAD NO CLUE THIS WAS HAPPENING AND I AM SO ANGRY
american schools teach about other countries’ propaganda, but look at this shit.
Did you guys know that the first Canadian deaths in the war in Afghanistan happened in 2002 when an American pilot dropped a bomb on some Canadian soldiers doing training exercises
killed 4 people and injured 8
Did you know this? Probably not because boy does your country like to brainwash about their fucking military being the greatest and most important and amazing fucking thing
Americans, we get more news about your country than you do, because gosh diddly darn does your country ever like to hide things from you and keep you stupid.
The misinformation and ignorance of the American public is manufactured and deliberate as a means of social control
I’m sorry, but
WHAT
the
FUCK
My adult self confronting my young self for stupid shit i pulled off in the past
If hating fat people is about hating an unhealthy lifestyle:
Why do fat people get harassed at the gym, while jogging, or while swimming?
Why are fat people expected to cover up more? Changing what they wear will not make them healthier.
Why are thin people allowed to get away with not exercising and with eating all the pizza and bacon they want? If the problem is the unhealthy lifestyle, why doesn’t that apply to everyone?
Never mind. I already know the answer.
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The trickster
21 x 29,7cm, ink on paper, Kevin Lucbert, 2018.
(via Saturday Morning Cartoons: Baopu #15) by Yao Xiao
words to remember
when you touch a Bad Texture™ and have to scrub at ur hands until the feeling is gone
When your teeth scrape against something they don’t like and your entire body tries to escape the upper atmosphere.
When your nails drag across an Unpleasant Thing so your arms stop working from the elbows down and your ears ring.
when something nearby makes a Bad Sound and you’re actively trying to get onto the astral plane in your corporeal form
we are all rowdy theatre kids in god’s denny’s when you really think about it
it’s something experienced not explained
Some of you have never piled in by the dozens to a diner at 11 pm after closing night with stage makeup still half on to annoy the staff by pouring all the condiments on the table into a glass of water and paying your friend $20 bucks to drink it and it shows
#yeah like this isnt one of those posts where someone just says some utter nonsense #this post has a very specific meaning and if youve experienced it you understand implicitly #its the sense that god technically is in charge but has no control over us
This is such a mood
are you an inclusionist or an aphobe?
i understand. you found paradise in america, you had a good trade, you made a good living. the police protected you and there were courts of law. you didn’t need a friend like me. but, now you come to me, and you say: “don corleone, are you an inclusionist or an aphobe?” but you don’t ask with respect. you don’t offer friendship. you don’t even think to call me godfather. instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you ask me to get involved in your discourse.