[najd-social-club]

i wanna be hugged and hugged and hugged and hugged and hugged

[tenderleelee]

Your gut instinct loves you so much bitch!! Listen to her!

[brndnslvra]

theres so much hate in this generation. so many people thrive off negativity and controversy. nobody finds that shit weird???? the way people are so eager to humiliate, insult and degrade one another for clout is bizarre fr. i want no fucking parts of it.

[8gnorant]

i like discovering new music late at night. it’s like another world. 

[starlightacademia]

“When you’re deeply sensitive, love is ecstasy. Music is godlike. Heartache is a wide, somatic wound. Visual natural beauty is jewel-drenched, wild bliss. Tension and conflict are muscle tightening and toxic, straight down to the cells. So how do you hold it all? You rinse, re-centre, and remain clear. You recycle your sensitivity by propelling yourself and others to create waves of change in a super starving world. Direct your passion by spreading your heart only across what clearly matters most. Surround yourself with the souls and spaces that groove alongside your own- the ones that also desire to chase the beauty, courage and freedom we’re all here to teach each other. Choose love over fear and let go of all the rest, breathing what isn’t best for you straight out of your bones. Remember-there is power in the body. Harness it for the greater good, and allow nothing confusing, peace disrupting, or hurtful stand in its way.”

— Victoria Erickson 

[msn-1-deactivated20260423]

Family isn’t always blood

[adv3nturelust]

May all of you find jobs and careers to support yourselves, your families, your pets, and may you never spend a single night dreading going to work the next day. May your jobs be fulfilling, safe, rewarding, prosperous, and healthy for you and your goals.

[yms1]

if i’m sharing it on tumblr it’s still privacy sorry u can’t convince me otherwise this is my house

[yms1]

nice things will happen but first you have to lose all hope and die 45 times

[pipppoo]

At 40, Franz Kafka (1883-1924), who never married and had no children, walked through the park in Berlin when he met a girl who was crying because she had lost her favourite doll. She and Kafka searched for the doll unsuccessfully.

Kafka told her to meet him there the next day and they would come back to look for her.

The next day, when they had not yet found the doll, Kafka gave the girl a letter "written" by the doll saying "please don't cry. I took a trip to see the world. I will write to you about my adventures."

Thus began a story which continued until the end of Kafka's life.

During their meetings, Kafka read the letters of the doll carefully written with adventures and conversations that the girl found adorable.

Finally, Kafka brought back the doll (she bought one) that had returned to Berlin.

"It doesn't look like my doll at all," said the girl.

Kafka handed her another letter in which the doll wrote: "my travels have changed me." the little girl hugged the new doll and brought her happy home.

A year later Kafka died.

Many years later, the now-adult girl found a letter inside the doll. In the tiny letter signed by Kafka it was written:

Everything you love will probably be lost, but in the end, love will return in another way."

[feelingsoftheday]

maturity and mindset are most attractive than looks.

[7nmr]

I get really quiet, when my mind is too loud.

[typiing-deactivated20240430]

find someone who knows how to love you when you're sad

[dfj-9-deactivated20250823]

how about a midnight car ride ? yes or yes

[thoughtkick]

“I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you’re unwanted.”

— Unknown

[evaughn]

[yms1]