far and away my favorite genre of post
Show & Tell
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Keni
will byers stan first human second
taylor price
art blog(derogatory)
trying on a metaphor

pixel skylines
Cosmic Funnies
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Not today Justin
i don't do bad sauce passes
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
DEAR READER
noise dept.
dirt enthusiast

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Kiana Khansmith

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@viceverse
far and away my favorite genre of post
believing in soulmates and believing that love has to be continually remade is not mutually exclusive btw
You know, love doesn’t mean ‘I never want you to change’. But I don’t think it means ‘I don’t care if you change’ either. So I suppose it might mean, ‘I believe that you’ll always be the person I adore’. A declaration of faith, perhaps.”
Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.
“To love somebody is not just a strong feeling — it is a decision, it is a judgement, it is a promise. If love were only a feeling, there would be no basis for the promise to love each other forever. A feeling comes and it may go.”
Dear Lily: My mother taught me many things but she did not teach me this: where does it come from, the thread that ties us together? Who spun it? What is it composed of, what is its matter? I have half a mind to unpick myself, to find the source, but I won't.
That day in the field of green and golds. You said who are you, where did you come from. I said I came from the hill; I am the girl who does not die. You laughed, and I fell in love with you, there. there: I wrote it down, I turned it into ink and made it something tangible (but you could burn this letter and I would still love you, so it must be something beyond matter). See it here in black and white. I love you, girl from the house on the hill, girl with the hair made of sunbeams. I love you, knot in my heart. I love you, hands on my hands, hands on my ribs, mouth on my mouth. I love you, stone in my shoe. I love only you. only you. Only ever you
Welcome to Night Vale: Ep. 100, Toast / Sayaka Saeki, Bloom into You / Emery Allen, Become / Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven / (x) / Bell Hooks, All About Love / Lee Young-Li, I loved you before I was born / Mabel Podcast: Ep 8.5, Letter from Juniper / Neil Hilborn, A place where someone loves you / Taylor Swift, Invisible String
me using tumblr
tundras are soooo pretty aand beautiful to look at smears of best ever colors on flat and muted greens and yellows.... hard agree with los campesinos like yes take a body to tundra for real......
nature but it looks like a sad hug its so real
chiggins in the sun
This is what life is about
I cannot express how much I adore dappled shadows formed by sunlight in paintings and photography and in real life
I’m a little bit shy.😳
僕は少し恥ずかしがり屋です😳
That’s so creature
Vladimir Nabokov, Letters to Véra
maybe there never were any twin towers. like did u ever see them?
So I know all you kids are joking around but no, you’re not allowed to make jokes about this. No.
i can’t find my headphones and target is closed this is a nightmare .
put an ant in each ear and they will sing to you
not a half bad idea avtually
this is what biblically accurate angels look like
those are peas, he is the smallest cat on the planet earth
trying to outgrow the deep shame and embarassment woven into my existence wbu
Cowboys kissing. you agree. reblog
My cat watching the Care Bears cartoon