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Before you, love was just another word.
Before you, togetherness was a myth, a magical dream they tell you about to give you something to look forward to.
Before you a lifetime was what I expected to spend alone.
Marriage was for the lucky and in love was for the few.
Lies, false hope and heartbreak were all I knew from man and I came to expect nothing less, came to terms with solitude. My friends were still young, hopeful, in waiting. But I was tired and surrounded by great walls that would put China to shame. They waited forever and I awaited my next move.
A new start, new home, new walls going up. I was a fortress. Long halls, y’all tapestries, in-penetrable gates. Like most castles I was a sight to see, but you would never get to enter the throne room.
Many tried. None prevailed.
Stone pillars, deep moats and the highest towers guarded the keep where my heart resided. No fire, no cannons could bring them down. No army could stake claim. I was a rock, solid granite.
And then you came like a thief in the night and I crumbled at your feet with one glance. Suddenly my stronghold was made of paper and glass, shattering and tearing at your every blow. I taped and I glued and I rebuilt as much and as fast as I could but your eyes burned holes and your hands pulled away the wreckage one stone at a time until you reached the prize.
My heart lay exposed, naked and afraid, but ready to fight off the virus I was sure was invading.
But you weren’t a virus. You weren’t an enemy attack. You weren’t lies, false hope or heart break. You picked me up and dusted the soot from my face without saying a word.
I was an invincible fortress, but you were the love they say conquers all. And just like that I knew.
You were my togetherness.
You were my lifetime.
You were the forever I hadn’t been awaiting but was so glad you finally arrived.
I wasn’t a fortress at all, but a dragon asleep without her fire. You awoke in me a passion so deep I could not extinguish it.
You can’t beat the English countryside when the leaves are on the trees.
“I’m angry, I’m angry at the boy who said he would love you till the day he died, but I guess he died when he left you. I’m angry at the boy who made you think your innocence could so easily be taken, when it was never his to take. I’m angry that he made you vulnerable, and now you regret ever being so open. I’m angry, because he was a lesson you never signed up for, and we were never meant to learn from the class of heartbreak. I’m angry, and I can’t do anything about it, but say that you’re worth more than what he gave or took, you’re worth more than late nights full of tears and early mornings filled with silence. You are the warmth in a hug, and the beauty in a sunrise; and I’m sorry that he made you feel like the cold in an empty room and the smoke of a blown out candle. I can only hope that you’ll love yourself again, because a star may feel alone and unwanted, but the world lays in wonder of the beauty that star gives. Your soul is endless, it would be a shame to think anyone could steal that truth.”
— T.B. LaBerge // I’m Angry (via tblaberge)
These words helped me get through one of the toughest times of my life.
(via letloveprosper)
This. This speaks so much to my soul it’s unreal.
me: lmao who needs a partner i’m alone but i’m not lonely bitch, i live fine by my fucking self bitch! play that hailee steinfeld song!
me after watching a one (1) good rom-com:
Anderson, TX | 7•8•18
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TURN THE SOUND ON FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING GOOD TURN THE SOUND ON
*dry food crunches*
Ridiculously small kitten: “Myam myam myam. Njam njam njam njam njam njam njam! Myam myam myam nyam nyam myam. Mmmam. Mrrrrram. Meep!”
@captioned-vines
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Flowers in the paradise
A model, really.