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↑______"Things i would do if i wouldn't visit the school" I am not anti school, but i am anti our school system. We learn things we probably won't even use anymore. The things they teach us about school, our grades, these things don't define the intelligence of people, the only thing that happens is that our creativity is being taken away, because we have to fit their definition of a smart student. The worst thing is that school takes a big place in our system. If you have no school, you almost can't do anything, even though you are maybe good at some things. Life is beautiful and it doesn't make sense to throw our time away. There are tons of beautiful places to visit, tons of different people to meet, tons of crazy activities you can do because it is beautiful to have amazing experiences you can always remember when you are sad , many things we can change to make the world a better place, many people who need help, but the only thing we are taught to do is to study just to pass the test. If students could feel free, if they would always have time to do other things besides school they wouldn't suffer from psychological disorders like almost 15% of all students. I don't suppose that's the point of school...
A real story
I don't know how i should start telling this. And usually it would take hours for me when writing a text just because i want it to be perfect. But now i just want to write eveerything down that comes into my mind. I was, or am , a person who has good contact to others. I am a girl but i am still pretty good when it comes to spending time and talking with guys. But you were different, we never spoke. I don't know if you already had realized this back then but i didn't. Until someday this one thought came into my mind which changed my life. Every new coming day I started thinking about you more and more. I had dreams i couldn't identify with. Whenever i looked into your eyes, i felt lost and like a complete loser because the darkness just hurt me so much. I wasn't quite sure if i was falling in love with you, but my heart was. I wanted to know why and especially how you took a big piece of my heart. Back then i didn't know anything about you besides your name and your age, but i was interested in your story. We almost saw each other daily, sometimes even twice a day. I tried to escape it but i failed. Whenever you looked at me my heart started pounding wildly and fast. You were the only thing i thought about. Still, every second you crossed my mind my heart felt warm but my mind went ice-cold. It felt right but i surely knew it wasn't. With the time i realized that you were different and i started asking myself if that was the reason for me to falling in love with you. But my theory got answered quickly. Although we both had some conversations till now and i found out many things about you, i still feel the same way like i did at the beginning. I thought i would forget you, but you still cross my mind. Nevertheless, with the years i realized you were not different at all. I just didn't know anything about you back then. You seem like a normal human being to me now. Whenever i see you laughing and smiling, whenever i hear you speaking and shouting. Whenever i see you being embarassed by your own actions i notice that you are normal, just like me. And realizing this makes me love you even more...
You don't know me
You don't know me , you will never understand me. Do you hear me crying through my smile when having fun with people? Do you hear the screams coming out of my head when i look confused? Do you know the complete story behind the spread rumors about me? Or at least, do you know what i have been through my whole life? Everybody got his own story. No one can judge me, i can't judge anyone. We all do our actions for some specific reasons. Even the "evil" ones think they are doing the right thing because they have a reason and experience to justify their actions. I know, a few people would understand this and i am gonna say: Never give up, motivate yourself and stay positive.
You are built by your own mistakes, experiences and disappointments from society
Mine
Live your life and don't let anything stop you from doing the things that make you happy
I am haunted by my dreams, day and night. I am haunted by my memories and my inner self in every situation, but no one notices. There is too much going on… No one knows what I am going through, they wont understand. The sad part is, almost nobody would take time to listen to me but hey, I am used to it. I am used to it to walk alone and to reach my destiny alone. I am used to it to decide the choices in life by myself and the more people will care less about me the stronger I will get. Confidence is built that way.
Childhood is something no one should ever forget. Just remembering it will fight your worries
Mine
Of course there will be always an end, no matter what you do. But you can always manage to put some more ladders to your majestic voyage. You have the power to start something new. (Photo is from my friend, it was shot during one of the best days i ever experienced with the most amazing people ever )
"Why do we dream? "
One stormy day, I sat in my rocking chair while reading the newspaper. I could already hear my two daughters running down the stairs and screaming joyfully. It is still unbelievable that I am a dad. My daughters were so beautiful. They had the deep brown eyes of their mother... Whatever, my little stars came to me and they suddenly started asking : " Dad, why do we actually dream?" That question seemed to be really simple to answer, but it really wasn't. I wasn't sure why we dreamt, I was never as confused as then, when my little stars asked me some things . So I really had to ask myself. Dreams were beautiful. Also when it is maybe a nightmare, it is beautiful because it's theoretically a world where we can do anything and where we can be anything. Its like a second, secret life. Dreaming is like visiting a good friend. It is a place where you can finally rest after having a lot of problems in the real life. It is a place where your wishes come true if you know how to act while dreaming. So I answered: "When you are old enough, you will understand how much of a big blessing dreams are. And sadly, there will come a time where the only break from daily things will be your dreams. That's why always enjoy the present. Never overthink about your past and never be afraid of the future. Just enjoy the moment."
The only thing i ever wanted was to stay up all night and hearing and sharing stories with you, so you would see my true self and i would see yours without being interrupted by reality.
If you have questions, ask me
i just found out how to activate the ask option and yeah guys, now you can ask me all the things you wanted to ask but just couldn`t because i was too dumb to activate the ask option... and i wondered all the time why nobody send me asks :D
You think you know everything about her, but she just showed you her surface to avoid getting hurt again. She will not allow anyone to play with her
Just Invented by myself
Not my artwork!! After school he always went to the lake near the forest where he could spend time by himself. He told his parents that he works for a project at his school after his lessons. "I signed for a school project, i will be coming every day one hour later. " he lied. His parents were proud of him, their son had always problems with socializing to other people. And because he knew that his parents would be furious if he told them the truth he invented a complete lie. Thursday afternoon when he arrived at the lake he noticed that especially that day the landscape looked hauntingly beautiful. The sky was coloured with a blue tone that let him feel confident and strong. The fog made that moment extremely mysterious and he was sure that he must not lose the beauty in this moment. He took his bag without averting the gaze of the lake and grabbed his hand in it to take out a paper, his colours and his brushes. He had always been a passionate artist which was the reason his school mates made fun of him. "Hahha, look at him!! He is a little pussy!" they always said. But he didn't give a f*** about it. The more they teased him the bigger got his passion for art. First he started painting the sky and later on he thought that it couldn't be anymore beautiful.
,,Never underestimate the quiet people, who seem to have a bad attitude. They are the ones who analyze every second you spend with them, just to make sure they know your weaknesses.
Just invented by myself (via warriorinmymind)