The “stare” before the kiss.
The “kiss” before the fuck.
The “fuck” before the cuddle.
The “cuddle” before sleep.
The “fruit” by the foot.

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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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The “stare” before the kiss.
The “kiss” before the fuck.
The “fuck” before the cuddle.
The “cuddle” before sleep.
The “fruit” by the foot.
Being an adult is just hiding how immature you actually are from other adults doing the same thing
I remember first learning that you can cry from any emotion, that emotions are chemical levels in your brain and your body is constantly trying to maintain equilibrium. so if one emotion sky rockets, that chemical becomes flagged and signals the tear duct to open as an exit to release that emotion packaged neatly within a tear. Everything made sense after learning that. That sudden stability of your emotions after crying. How crying is often accompanied by the inability to feel any other emotion in that precise moment. And it is especially beautiful knowing that it is even possible to experience so much beauty or love or happiness that your body literally can’t hold on to all of it. So what I’ve learned is that crying signifies that you are feeling as much as humanely possible and that is living to the fullest extent. So keep feeling and cry often and as much as needed
SHIT WHAT
Also let yourself cry. It really is a biochemical release valve to dump out all the chemicals that make you feel stuff.
I honestly think one reason men in western culture have so many problems is that we don’t let them cry, and literally their brains get stuffed with all this crap that doesn’t have a release valve. Men, please cry. You’ll feel better. It’s ok. You are not lesser for taking care of your health.
This is why tears from different emotions look different under an electron microscope. They’re literally made up of different things.
Happy tears are structurally different than sad tears than angry tears than overwhelmed tears etc.
I looked it up, cuz that tidbit was dope to me and..
Never would have known
Dreaming of revelry…
One of the most bittersweet feelings has to be when you realise how much you’re going to miss a moment, while you’re still living it.
if you want a nice body, go get it. if you want to become a lawyer, study your ass off. if you want nice hair, pick a style and get it done. stop being afraid and motivate yourself. find yourself. find your happiness, because it’s out there waiting for you.
When I was a child, people told me I was an old soul because of my ability to understand the world around me. Now, I’m almost 30 years old and that understanding has turned into a cynical, sarcastic humor where my coping mechanism is to make jokes about everything. Now people tell me I’m childish.
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When I was young I was always mad when people waited a few seconds after the light turned green. Now I wait a few seconds to make sure no one ran a red light.
this cover will enlighten you
Pandora needs a “Seriously Don’t Ever Fuckin’ Play That Song Again” button.
If you’re being noisy too late at night, it’s inconsiderate of people who have to work in the morning. But if other people make noise too early in the morning, you’re lazy for still being in bed when other people are up getting stuff done.
Finally back on Tumblr after who knows how many years! 🙌🏽
*friend sees me drunk and leaning on the wall*
friend: you good?
*i look up slowly*
me: are YOU GOOD?! shit im just chillin