it would lowk be awesome if the cooch door was wide enough that you could swirl it around in there like one of those wooden mixing sticks in a coffee cup
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it would lowk be awesome if the cooch door was wide enough that you could swirl it around in there like one of those wooden mixing sticks in a coffee cup
i can’t turn water into wine but i can turn wine into a misdemeanor and an apology post
this moment in six of crows is a direct parallel to the story of orpheus and eurydice where instead of orpheus turning around rather than continuing to walk, kaz turns to look at inej because he thinks she’s in danger
in this essay i will-
this moment in six of crows is a direct parallel to the story of orpheus and eurydice where instead of orpheus turning around rather than continuing to walk, kaz turns to look at inej because he thinks she’s in danger
in this essay i will-
danganronpa marching band au agaghaHAAHHAHAHAH OH MY GODDDDDD i love them…a lil comic + kazuichi reference page (my first time drawing full bodies please bare with me)
YES this will be my entire personality for a while. ok
this was the kiss he'd been waiting for
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Scrambled to find a mirror after coming across prim-bot’s recent post-
The only mirror I could find was this fancy ass hand held one… My hand hates me now, I’m sure of it
Wasn’t planning on rendering this, and honestly I think it looks better without it. The other images will be below :]
Without images—> flats—> line art
and a close up just cause
the concept of a houseowner reader who had rly bad anger issues and kinda takes it out on the objects in the house pre-dateviators ,,, like throwing dishes and ripping up your clothes or your stuffed bear or your blanket, screaming at your mirrors, throwing books at walls, but every time u have an ‘episode’ u get extremely apologetic and teary eyed and you scream louder and sob and you fix everything you’ve broken and hold everything you can as close as you can and fall into a depression that lasts anywhere from a week to months at a time. even though you dont know theyre alive, ensouled, feeling things, you feel so bad for hurting something that did nothing to hurt you (despite all the stubbed toes and papercuts) once you get fired, your life turned over, once you find out that this entire time, everything in the house is truly alive, you just about collapse in your entryway.
when skylar finishes her little guide, you turn in for the night, and you take the glasses off until you get some food and coffee in you. then you shower. well, you stand under the water for a few minutes with the intention of showering, then your legs sort of give out and you fall to your knees and cry. (you try not to think about your shower being alive too. you try not to think of the vulnerability.) later, finally, when you crawl out of the bathroom, tug on some clothes (pretend to give yourself some sort of dignity), you decide to try and introduce yourself around the house.
you can’t decide whether it’d be best to suck up your shame and face the objects you know you must, or to try and get a better reputation with the others so they can put in a good word with them for you. you sit in the bay window in your living room, inhaling as much fresh air as you can. despite the sweetness in the spring air, you feel more than a little sick.
you put the glasses back on. skylar is there again, rest a comforting hand on your shoulder. “how are you feeling?” she asks. “that was sort of a lot to dump on you all at once wasnt it?” you hesitate to answer. you don’t really know her to answer honestly but then again, you don’t really know her to be courteous enough to lie. “i’ll be alright” you say, knowing your inside voice will always be stronger and meaner than your outside voice. “just a bit overwhelmed i think. i’ll be alright.” she gives you a reassuring smile, and disappears.
laying on your bed, you turn to look at your stuffed bear. you’ve had him your entire life. your first best friend. hes been torn and mended about as much as you have, and always remained soft and reliable. because someone in your life had to. you decide it’d be fitting if he was the first person you talked to.
you awaken the bear, and he smiles at you. you do your best to smile back but even from where you’re sitting you know its more of a grimace. his adorable little jacket is more stitching than fabric and even his bow has been diy-ed in some places. despite the wear and tear that demonstrates your less than gentle treatment of him, he looks very happy to see you. you try your best not to cry. you think once you mightve been called manipulative for it, and that might’ve made you more upset. but as you’re apologizing, as he’s holding you, as you have your first real conversation with your best friend of as long as you can remember, you can hardly bring yourself to try and control how you look. you sob, and you grin, and you laugh, and it makes you feel better.
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post
…..not even six hours later i got an offer of a well paying full time long-term job with free room and board in queens in nyc, allowing me independence and a way to escape an abusive situation and an unhealthy environment
likes charge reblogs cast, folks, this is the good luck post
i need all the help i can get for finals
Hey so
the last time I reblogged this post right before I got a great job, in a permanent work-from-home position, with benefits, retirement, and a salary literally 3x what I was making before, doing something I really like.
So you know.
This might be the real one, y’all.
what the hell? i could use some luck *hits reblog*
World Heritage Post
reblogging again… need it bad lol
Sure why not, what’s the worst that could happen
Fucck I guess
I’m confident this is the good luck post I need
I’m not superstitious but why not.
pinterest showed me some screenshots of posts that gave me the concept for an au where both harry and ron are sorted slytherin & draco is just slightly less rude in the first book. i could go into why i think this makes a lot of sense for ron but i won't. i've affectionately dubbed them the platinum quartet in my head and they will not leave me the fuck alone
Oh my glorious glorious mirror ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ ˚ ✦ . . ˚ . .
˚ ✦ . . ˚ . . ✦ ˚ . ★⋆.
Surprise kiss!
I just know words of affirmation from him goes CRAZY
✨The man in the mirror ✨
The moment i saw this man, I decided that my heart was his- He can take it I have yet to play the game but Amir has been invading my thoughts ever since, I had to get this out of my system So here is my contribution to all you Amir fans out there :>