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⊱✄____//:⊱- "Hell yeah. I get paid every fucking day."
Oh cool; hence cue a smile enlightened on his face. "Can I ------------------------ have an iPod?"
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"Ugh, hey old man. Have you got your payday yet?"
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≩⊁ “I’m only gonna share if you keep ‘em in.” On the couch, toenails painted, listening to Lana Del Ray again with chocolate by his side. Usually he wouldn’t even think about sharing his sweets, but it seemed he was in an exceptionally good mood.
It would be something so difficult to keep as promise; he knew he would have to throw it out of his system once they're inside. Rejecting is his nature. And besides; even if his mind was willing on eating something, that doesn't mean his body would. "Whatever. Can I have one?" He asked, pointing to the box of chocolate set beside him on the couch.
"I want chocolates" now, please. It feels pathetic to actually buy a box for himself the amount of pathethicness is too much that he can't bear going to stores to buy some for himself.
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❝ Those that believe in god, haven’t seen true fear. The closes thing to god is a human. For humans claim to be powerful creatures. Which makes me a G O D. ❞ The female is muttering to herself again.
To actually admit themselves as being ( God ). That would take one hella of a confidence. Nonetheless; that was rather an absurd confession for even himself who liked appearing apathetic towards other people's opinion. "Nah you're not God."
so i kind of remake this muse again hmphmphmphpmhpmh
"Lithium (Nirvana cover)" || St. Vincent || Chicago, Illinois
A week later St. Vincent would front Nirvana at the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
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{ ★ } - He just dropped his water bottle, and accidentally kicked it in the direction of the other person. The ginger points down at the bottle. "Bro, can you do me a solid and hand me that?”
Layne stopped in his tracks once feeling a water bottle rolled towards his feet. He looked down; looking up again once hearing a voice approaching him. "Yeah sure --" He answered said stranger who apparently was the owner of the bottle; except that he'd only brought a hand to stretch downwards, only to whine afterwards. "I'm too lazy to crouch down though and I can't reach it "
not feeling particularly depressed today ( she actually took her medication ), the strangers question surprised her. “e-excuse me?” she asked in reply. nonnie felt the sudden urge to get up and sit somewhere else but, she didn’t want to be rude.
Of course it would surprise someone other. His question was rather vague; and a bit on the depressing downside. But Layne had always felt like this; tired to go on, but the world won't really let him go. "No just. -- The cold. Don't you think it's too cold to survive? I think we're going for an ice age soon" He doesn't really like to let anyone see his downside; thus masking his former question with something -- more casual and stupid.
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He wouldn't know what her expression was telling him; but as far as he knew, everyone who sit at this bench ( so far from the people he encountered sitting next to him when he was sitting here ) -- like him, everyone was feeling { dead }; more specifically emotional. Thus he spoke to the girl who decided to take a seat next to him on said bench, casually trying to break the icy silence. "Tired isn't it? To live..."
ot0san said: "Just take it, you little shit."
"My ex-mum taught me not to take things from strangers though unless you know their intentions" Notice how he's already unboxing the iPod.
"Here." Throws an Ipod at Layne.
O h ~ "Are you giving me this? — What’s the catch though?”
「Are you about to steal a bank or did you get a bad haircut? Depending on the answer I might have to call the police」He grinned. He was joking, of course, but he was curious why someone that wasn’t a cartoon character would walk around with a paper bag on their head (though he didn’t understand why cartoon characters wore it either). Maybe that was rude, though. He hoped the other wouldn’t take it personally.
He turned to look at his side from where the voice was coming from, still with the paper bag masking his face. It wasn't his first time being made fun off; well, having a paperbag over his head only garnered more attention from other people, but the good thing was that he wouldn't see them. He pulled the paper bag off, folding it into a smaller square. "Neither just -- being Batman's apprentice I figured I might just wear a mask to hide my identity. You know Batman and the whole not having people know that he's Bruce Wayne thing." Again with the Batman reference - ( such a Batman nerd. )
B E T T E R (?) || layne's mixtape
We could be stones, but we break And hearts explode We are stars trapped inside Skin and bone
L'azur { mondialito } || I'll Try Anything Once { the strokes } || Insomnia { humming urban stereo } || Clone { metric } || Infinitesimal { mother mother } || Calendar Girl { stars } || Home { foxes } || Sure Feels Right { sixx am } || Shine { nordic giants } || Lost Stars { keira knightley } || Everything Starts Where It Ends { lovedrug } . . .
LISTEN || PART I