trying on a metaphor
Show & Tell
AnasAbdin
YOU ARE THE REASON
One Nice Bug Per Day

pixel skylines
Jules of Nature

PR's Tumblrdome
Game of Thrones Daily

â
Sweet Seals For You, Always

Discoholic đȘ©
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
I'd rather be in outer space đž
Keni
Three Goblin Art
No title available
Monterey Bay Aquarium
taylor price
sheepfilms
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Malaysia

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from South Africa

seen from Malaysia
seen from Brazil
seen from Germany
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
@thelasthhope
In the garden. VĂ€rmland, Sweden (June 30, 2017).
In the garden. VĂ€rmland, Sweden (June 30, 2017).
the thing about phone in bed is that it's so awesome. almost makes you feel like betraying & destroying yourself for nothing isn't all so bad
i hate the way fat antagonists have their weight moralized and used as a metaphor for greed and corruption and i hate the way it's overcorrected into fat people being "soft squishy friend-shaped cupcakes who look like they give incredible hugs" and i long for the day we have nuanced, interesting, and complicated fat characters and most of all i long for the day people are normal about fatness
Alpine Lakes Wilderness, Pacific Crest Trail
i donât know. iâm barely a person. i just want to be kind and hold someoneâs hand. eat an ice cream cone. stare at the lake. feel the sun on my skin. lay in the grass. run through a sprinkler. itâs so easy to forget life is supposed to feel like a deep breath and not a gasp
is this a life? i donât know. i make another cup of coffee. stare at a tree from my balcony. write in my journal. take a hot shower. i call my sister and say nothing of value. she listens anyway. i make another coffee. read a book that gives me bad dreams. pick up my pen to write and put it back down. another flip of the calendar i carry in the center of my chest. i am learning to let my heart open up again
the thing about being nonbinary is that you really do start to forget that other people have such strict walls around what is and isnât allowed for genders. i thought we all agreed that we made that up. could you climb out of the cave real quick and feel the sunshine for a minute.