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Not today Justin
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if i look back, i am lost
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

Love Begins
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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You’re beautiful
You’re beautiful
Be like the flower who even gives its fragrance to the hand that crushes it.
Imam Ali
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This year I learned to be selfish. Selfish with my time, my heart, my feelings, my mind and most importantly myself. I spent entirely too much time feeling sorry for the things I couldn’t change, wishing for things I didn’t have, and begging for people who did not deserve me. It has taken me two decades to realize I am a prize worth winning, I am a caviar dinner not a gas station hot dog. This year I’ve lost people I thought I couldn’t live without and given myself everything I needed. Next year, I hope I can learn to love myself.
ohsixonethree, writing prompt #73: Write about the lessons you learned this year. (via c-isnenegro)
The quality of one’s life depends on the quality of attention. Whatever you pay attention to will grow more important in your life. There is no limit to the kinds of changes that awareness can produce.
Deepak Chopra
(via spiritualgateway)
this is so GOOD and PUre
I’m crying
I’m ill in bed and I think this just healed me
I want to be alone…with someone else who wants to be alone.
Dimitri Zaik (via help-n-quotes)
I’m allowed to be angry about what happened. I am allowed to be angry about what you did.
Learn to say ‘no’ without explaining yourself.
(via j-term)
When they ask me how much I love you, I will tell them about the nights we cracked the skies, the way your lips were soft clouds and I kissed them even when they were full of rain. I will tell them how our heavy breaths were thunder, how it was too beautiful to walk away from your rainstorm smile, the way thunder drips from your mouth. You tell me I’m sunset, say I’m everywhere and some skies are just worth the fall and you hold me like you’re drowning in colours When they ask, I will tell them about the lightning storms, every spark, every time you filled up my collarbones with lighter fluid, every time you touched me with flames. I dare to say that somewhere the stars are watching and they’re cheering me on The light pouring through the trees means they like who i’m dancing with.
Vivian (via wnq-writers)
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I would’ve kissed you anytime Anyplace, Anywhere. We’re young lovers, With simply nothing to worry about but to be young and love and care
haleyjp56 , youth (via wnq-writers)
I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.
Ryan O’Connell (via perrfectly)
he stood and walked out like nothing else mattered except the taste of the next drink just one sip and a bit more till every feeling disappeared
t.m. (via tmpoem)