with you in your dreams

anna sun. 25 and suffering. libra. || watch me fall through the sky ||

[valentineodium]

[fairycosmos]

the issue with growing up in the 2000s and 2010s was like there was this really big push toward "accepting your weirdness" overall but they meant like idk wearing mismatched socks or something not being tangibly beyond the norm in any way shape or form

[catcrumb]

[stars-on-my-bedroom-ceiling]

[blessyouhawkeye]

forever thinking about that girl at my uni orientation who, after being told to pour out her water bottle before entering an event, looked at me and said "they tell us to stay hydrated and then make us pour out our water, this is like totally kafkaesque" and then poured out what was very obviously an entire water bottle full of whiskey. hope she's doing well.

[spaceboytoy]

Hello bisexual community

[spaceboytoy]

Begin killing

[tartrazeen]

[kosmogrl]

september was practice… in october I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in november I'm getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in december I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in february I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in march I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in april I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in may I’m getting my shit together

[kosmogrl]

in june I’m getting my shit together

[diabellica]

cr. ZhuTimu

[star-shaped-thoughts]

Me vs. Lithuania

[0palcrescent]

My friends so beautiful 🥺 @star-shaped-thoughts 💛

[star-shaped-thoughts]

😭😭✨thank you opal that means so much coming from you!! ☀️

[robert-hadley]

Inside the Aegidium, a long-abandoned Art Nouveau theatre in the heart of Brussels. Photo - Nicolas Schimp for The World of Interiors

[certified-door-posts]

certified door post

[shubbabang]

[theosvangogh-deactivated2021041]

“Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.”

— Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via timemarauder)

[fluffmugger]

#i am glad history has produced at least two people whose shit was even less together than mine

[crystal072619]

Had to share

[commodore64]

[a-mel0n]

reblog if you’ve had an online friendship that’s lasted more than 2 years

[wolvesintheflowers-deactivated2]

I laughed to hard at this fucking thing.

[star-shaped-thoughts]

I want to join a dnd campaign and have a character that’s just Park Jimin in everything but name and see how long it takes for the rest of the group to realize.