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JVL
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
$LAYYYTER
todays bird
Today's Document

pixel skylines

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DEAR READER

Janaina Medeiros
ojovivo

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
noise dept.
Three Goblin Art
YOU ARE THE REASON

Product Placement
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
occasionally subtle
Mike Driver
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@trapped-inth3matrix
Lilo and Stitch (2002) dir. Chris Sanders, Dean DeBlois
“October was a blister on the bottom of your heel. We knew better. We should have. The leaves were heartache yellow and falling like stars to the sidewalk. We didn’t make the most of it. We stayed inside and curled up with our sorrows and watched every episode of Bob’s Burgers. While we slept, someone swept away the leaves. Someone took down the straw mazes and blessed the ghosts out of the haunted houses. They rattled skeleton bones against steel drums and called all of the bats out of the dark. October is the only excuse for being afraid right now. It’s all I have, and I didn’t use it right.”
— Schuyler Peck, When You Asked Me If I’m Scared (via schuylerpeck)
*my own funeral* me: mom can i stay in the car lol
“If the rain spoils our picnic, but saves a farmer’s crop, who are we to say it shouldn’t rain?” - Tom Barrett ♡
My heart hurts so deeply.
Remember who you are. Remember who you are. Remember who you are. Remember who you are.
7/10/22
On June 25, 2022 my son lost his battle to addiction. If you were lucky enough to have met him you will nev… Lynn Belmore needs your suppor
sharing that your little cousin od'ed while you're in an a.a meeting and someone asks how you are and all you can say is not okay. it's a dark humor when they ask how he's doing or doing now and you just have to say "dead"
All I can do is say Fuck you to the wind now.
Fuck you for snapchatting me five days ago for the last time and leaving earth school, five days ago.
Mother fucker.
And fuck myself for telling him three weeks ago if he continues the way he is, he's going to die.
He tried so hard.
You hear over and over that you're gonna get used to funerals.
I love alcoholics. I love drug addicts. I love them sober. I love seeing them live.
I fucking warned him I didn't know the lengths of it. I spend my time in meetings and sober places and he's just, gone. Gone with the wind. All around but not on the same realm.
It all shakes my core. Far too much. Fuck addiction.
Thankful I'm not in crisis state of mind, anymore. Thankful I'm as solid on my feet as can be.
I love jaywalking with strangers. They can’t kill all of us!!!
“And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.”
— Unknown (via help-n-quotes)
“My heart was too big for my body so I let it go.”
— Anis Mojgani (via quotemadness)