Game Changer & Make Some Noise
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
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@vaanvaan95
You have been abducted by a UFO. After you slowly regained your senses, you thought that the alien would dissect, torture or experiment on you, instead they are talking about saving you and others from that oppressive and hellish planet called Earth.
This is good advice, but also why this picture?
It’s hard for two horses to be intimate when there’s an erupting volcano nearby. What’s not clicking
— Frank O'Hara (via lunamonchtuna)
[ Text ID: It's a bright summer day, and I want to be / wanted more than anything else in the world. ]
Good turt
the world is so beautiful by the way. and it will knock u off your feet time and time again. like an old love u forgot about it will meet you in the middle when everything else is so blurry and doesn’t really make sense and it will bring you to where you thought you would never find your way back. it will show u time and time again there’s beauty there’s joy there’s life in everything and that sometimes losing it is the right way to finding it
Truth is that the heart needs more forms of love from your partner than just romantic love. It needs the nurturing and unconditional love like the one that comes from a parent. It needs the love that helps you achieve your maximum potential, that empowers your virtues and is patient with your flaws like that of a teacher. It needs the love of a friend who will listen without judgment, who will laugh with you and be your confidant and accomplice. It needs the devoted love of a healer who will tend to your wounds and hurts and never turn a blind eye to your suffering but rather help the healing process knowing all the time the healing and the timing is all yours. Love is more than just romance and passion, and sooner or later it will die out if you do not nurture all the other faces of love. For if love has a thousand faces, how bland would it be if my love for you were the same one all the time.
e.v.e.
As a person who is dying for book recommendations: What is a book you picked up randomly that you heard nothing about previously that blew you away?
I feel like we all have at least one hidden gem we stumbled upon.
Please reblog with your books in the tags :)
oh teehee I'm in a silly goofy mood (I am hanging on by a fucking thread)
I hope 2023 is good to my mom
i made mistakes. i sat with them. i hated them and hated me. i sat with them. i sat with myself. i started to forgive myself, because i reassured myself, “you won’t do this again. you never wanted to the first time. you will learn from this.” i sat with myself some more. “you are not unforgivable.”
Let your bad thoughts be bad thoughts and your bad feelings be bad feelings. Let "I feel so worthless right now" turn into "I want to do something that'll make me feel better" instead of "the fact that I feel worthless must mean that I am". There is so much power in actively refusing to tie negativity to the way you see yourself, without ignoring it altogether.
Sandwich
apparently no one was paying attention in middle school language arts when we learned what a fucking protagonist was
Pushing Through
As I find myself sifting through memories of us good and bad
I smile and laugh, cry and shake in turn while I long for what we had.
Pushing through to another day without you having my back when I feel scared.
You took what I thought was turning into love and cast it aside, left me alone, unprepared…
It was one thing to hear you call me immature when we were dating.
Of course it hurt, but…you were almost eight years older so I wrote it off as a point not worth debating.
Pushing through as you called me on the phone and I sensed it was the end.
A break-up call, not even kind enough to tell me in person, making me wonder if how you claimed you felt was only pretend.
Who am I to say it was or wasn’t? Because when you thought I didn’t care I was writing poems about how I was falling in love.
My heart, mind, and soul though I’d found someone who would stick around, and I thought you’d been sent from up above.
Pushing through my everyday life when you, the girl I trusted most had been ripped away like a blanket leaving me cold and shaking.
My feelings made me vulnerable and the freshly made cuts and bruises made me remember my past relationship failures, this battered heart once again breaking.
Now I’m starting to heal as I confront my fears and insecurities. You’ve moved on already as I’m trying to find the courage to try and love again.
Your voice still haunts me, though, I’m not quite there. You are the ghost that stalks where I’m trying to go but also where I’ve been.
Pushing through as I run faster, seeing a glimpse of light at the end of the dark tunnel I’ve been hiding in from the world.
The small amount of hope that I knew things eventually get better guiding me through, I’m a ship ready to explore whose sails have been unfurled.
No matter how educated, talented, rich, or cool you believe you are, how you treat people ultimately tells all.
