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titsay

roma★
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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if i look back, i am lost
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Acquired Stardust
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sheepfilms

Love Begins

Kaledo Art
occasionally subtle
Sweet Seals For You, Always
YOU ARE THE REASON

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@starsxwaves
Bittersweet. Sober. Jel. Lingering Feelings.
Jel <3
is that a middle finger? no, it's andrew.
3am Video Blog Much Easier kaysa magsulat
The opposite of love isn’t hate. It is Apathy.
- Naofumi, Shield Hero
ako’y isang malungkot na bata, paano kung ligaya ko’y bigla nalang mawala? at sabi mo malayo pang bukas, tapos na ang kahapon. ang mahalaga’y ngayon nandito ka ngayon oh sinta.
I’m sure that I’ve already got the chance to meet the one person that I will love most during this lifetime, too bad we can’t be together and I can’t call him mine.
Sigurado ako na nakilala ko na yung taong pinakamamahalin ko sa buhay kong ito, yung tipo ng pagmamahal na walang makakatumbas ng...
Only Lovers Left Alive (2013), dir. Jim Jarmusch
I tend to dream about the person I want to become, and I realized, maybe I only ever dream about her because, I can’t actually be her. I mean, I’ve already faced my biggest fear, that life doesn’t turn out like literature. I would never be the girl with moon kissed skin, rose colored lips, and eyes like dark velvet. I would not stumble into words like alluring, or pulchritudinous in real life when people described me. I would not find myself on his book shelf, a photo album of just my pictures, or just my letters. I would not be the last name on his lips or the fire underneath his shoes causing him to be better. I would not be spoken about like poetry, or remembered like Sylvia. I would not be looked at like the moon and stars or read like a favorite novel. God, my bed should be a graveyard, I’ve killed many dreams there.
i.c. // If I close my eyes long enough, I can see her. (via delicatepoetry)
Dreams: 13 floors of hell, Deaths, Gregory Damian
Dreams are very weird taste when it comes to being alive and with this world i dont know how to tell when this feature stop. I feel alive in my dreams cant really tell how to get my consciousness loose when im dreaming. dreams keep me sane, I rather dream than wake up seeing reality turns into my nightmare. later night i wish to have more positive dream than this torture reality.
Dreams, Never stop.
Every time I close my eyes, I dream. Every time I walk Outside, My mind scatters, my mouth mutters, I dream again. I usually dreamed about people that I do not want to see again, sometimes good things and event that I want to happen in my life are there right in front of me. In my dreams I'm free. Am I?
Worries, Future-self and Responsibility. Life is a penis, deal with it.
last week I've expecting my tuition for college this year from my tita, suddenly my mother breaks down. had something bad going on her insides, had stomachache for weeks now. still had to do many more tests before they find what really is happening to my mom. I have no choice but to give up my studies. current situation i have given up my studies. no job. my father is still doesn't have.. my father is nagging me again . father just woke up. zzz
remember those "deep breaths"?..
depression