TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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PR's Tumblrdome
Product Placement
YOU ARE THE REASON
NASA
❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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noise dept.
we're not kids anymore.
if i look back, i am lost
Today's Document
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Andulka
Jules of Nature
pixel skylines
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
oozey mess
Cosmic Funnies
seen from Malaysia
seen from Argentina
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seen from Türkiye
seen from Japan
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seen from South Korea
seen from United States
seen from Argentina
seen from Canada
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seen from United Kingdom
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@thingscanhappen
i like to pretend i already died and asked god to send me back to earth so i can swim in lakes again and see mountains and get my heart broken and love my friends and cry so hard in the bathroom and go grocery shopping 1,000 more times. and that i promised i would never forget the miracle of being here
— our town, thornton wilder
A mural of a forest in the South Bronx, New York. Captured by Thomas Hoepker, 1983
Mural Art by Alan Sonfist, 1978. The building still exists, however the mural is no longer there
pride & prejudice (2005) dir. joe wright
Rainer Maria Rilke in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, published in Rilke and Andreas-Salomé: A Love Story in Letters
pansy, blue night, after the rain.
This Jenny slate tweet has been living in my heart for forever now so I made it into a papercut piece
I can’t wait to keep growing and becoming more Me … but better
come on gimme things to sort. i'm so fucking good at sorting come on lemme sort
[ID: A tweet by ppigg @/s4m31p4n that says "What being added to a group chat feels like" over a picture of a deer stepping into a bus. End ID]
the horrors may persist but so does our friendship
the saying you cant miss what you never had is so insane to me.... like um actually i am always missing what i never had. theres so much missing... i miss everything
“To guide someone through the halls of hell is not the same as love.”
— Gregory Orr, Orpheus & Eurydice: A Lyric Sequence (via rabbitinthemoon-blog)
Sun glitter on the water.
We made love all morning and some of the afternoon. The hours passed. Outside the leaves on the trees constricted slightly; they were the deep done green of the beginning of the autumn. It was a Sunday in September. There would only be four. The clouds were high and the swallows would be here for another month or so before they left for the south before they returned again next summer.
– Ali Smith, from “Believe Me,” The Whole Story and Other Stories (Anchor Books, 2004)
Melissa Febos, from Abandon Me: Memoirs
