Among happy runners, there is one overarching mantra: Eat enough, always. Eat too much, sometimes. Eat too little, never.
David Roche // The Happy Runner

bliss lane

@theartofmadeline
YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
Claire Keane
Sade Olutola
Jules of Nature

No title available
Monterey Bay Aquarium
𓃗
One Nice Bug Per Day
🪼
Fai_Ryy
The Stonewall Inn
art blog(derogatory)
KIROKAZE
trying on a metaphor
EXPECTATIONS
noise dept.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from United States

seen from Türkiye

seen from United States

seen from Brazil

seen from Belgium
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Russia

seen from Canada
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from T1
seen from Germany
seen from United States

seen from Hong Kong SAR China
@static-voices
Among happy runners, there is one overarching mantra: Eat enough, always. Eat too much, sometimes. Eat too little, never.
David Roche // The Happy Runner
“Eros”
A shoot I modelled in and creatively directed for Valentine’s Day.
“You’re just going to be hurting tremendously. That’s something you’ve got to love as a runner; you’ve got to take pride in that. I was excited to be hurting, and just embracing the pain, embracing the challenge, and just staying calm.”
— Jordan Hasay (via championsaremade)
Let’s play a game of: did I do that because I wanted to or was I just sad
Pierre Boncompain, Sleeping on Yellow Bed Covers // Mitski, “Nobody”
God bless my healing heart. And my friends and their capacity for joy. God bless the world for showing me there’s more
Based off of this post by @medi-honey
up to no good
One day, we will again promise, we will drink tap water mixed with salt in an effort to clean out our throats, we will no longer chart our ribs with a marker, we will no longer shake from the sight of stars. At night, we will comb each other’s hair and get drunk on nothing, and one day, we will open our eyes, we will again love, our bodies will never again be broken and we will step into the dawn with nothing in our hands, we will let our scars turn into small birds.
— Brynne Rebele-Henry, from “Self-portrait with needles & a broken mouth,” Autobiography of a Wound
Hi!!! Things are hard sometimes but I’m really happy!! I have a beautiful flat with my best friends, I love uni, I have a beautiful boyfriend who’s kind and loves me. I’m so happy and today I’m going to get pizza w my bestie Em
coldbujo @ ig
“Who will touch me in the middle of this war.”
— Zaina Alsous, from “On Longing,” Lemon Effigies
use the code lgbt15 for 15% OFF at www.ydwya.com/shop #YouDecideWhoYouAre
I loved him (I think). Shameless. Laid before him, stupid lamb in a slaughterhouse.
— Karese Burrows, from “Persephone Writes a Poem,” This Is How We Lost Each Other
I’m really excited because I think this is it for me I think I’m gna have a big, amazing sweeping happy romance. But also I’m scared bc I’m gna be hurt by it even if I don’t want to be. Love hurts that’s what love is and I hope..... I really hope it’s more beautiful than it is ugly
“The body will always make more room / for grief.”
— Kate Gaskin, from “Poem with a Possible Unidentified Flying Object,” published in Tin House