Lost In Life

D.A.R.E Drugs Are Really Expensive

[its-always-funny]

[zegalba]

Azuma Makoto: X-Ray Flowers (2023)

[sacred-portal]

[stonerparty]

[o-blivia]

[kira-serialfaggot]

congrats for drugs for winning the war on drugs

[stainedinink-deactivated2026041]

reblog to give the pervious person a nice rock

[valtsv]

wore my thigh high boots on a walk today and we had to take a path through some long grass and while everyone else was rolling their pants into their socks and putting on jackets to protect themselves from ticks i was standing there smug as hell in my thigh high leather boots.

[valtsv]

a hoe never gets lyme disease

[perditionsflames]

[eyesofthesunflower]

ID: Photo of Johnny Cash leaning against a tree in black thigh high leather boots. Text on the photo reads in traditional meme text: “a hoe never gets Lyme disease” /End ID

[noelbadgespugh]

[noelbadgespugh]

[noelbadgespugh]

[noelbadgespugh]

[c3po]

working on acquiring self confidence i want to have an obnoxious amount of it

[coffeedreamsandwords]

My mother taught me that you can be going through hell, completely unsober and insane, and still love and protect like no one has ever seen. You can be on your knees and still be fighting and yelling and screaming and spreading love.

My brother taught me that you'll give everything for love. You'll stand there facing your own mortality and smile if it means those you love will be spared.

My father taught me that people change and mature. That they learn and grow and make themselves better for those they love. That people can eventually realize that they have a responsibility and that some times loving means holding your tongue and some times loving means screaming at the top of your lungs.

My sister taught me love is forgiveness. It's crying your eyes out over spilt blood and an open embrace. It's forgiveness at it's core surrounded by a wall of new boundaries.

They also showed me love is pancakes on a Sunday morning with open windows and cleaning music blasting through the house. Love is hard sure, but love is also so incredibly soft. They showed me that love is a too long hug and a too wet cheek kiss. Love is the sea and the sky and the moon and the new dirt in the garden and the cabinet filled with your favorite snacks. Love is releasing caught fireflies in a rented cabin in a new city and dinners on the living room floor. It's wildflower bouquets and honeysuckle nectar. It's hair braids and beads and stories.

They showed me love is bloody and terrible and rough. And they showed me love is safe and calm and strong. Love is both sacrifice and joy. It's absence and it's presence. Love is so basic and so extreme. And it paints my whole life with splashes of red and green and yellow and purple.

[bbyyygirl]

[bbyyygirl]

[ranbybran]

No…. Girls like cars and money

[wizardshark]

Good morning! I- *bites you* *bites you* *bites you* *bites you*

[staff]

tumblr tuesday: stop and smell the flowers

So yesterday was…yesterday. But why should roses have all the fun? Let’s all just take a moment to stop the scroll, smell the flowers (metaphorically, at least), and maybe we can collectively dream spring into existence. (Southern Hemisphere, I’m sorry. You’re warm, and so this missive is not for you. But please enjoy the pretty art regardless).

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