Tragedy Is Sewn Into Your Soul

Est ‘97

[wheretheredfieldgrows]

Fucking hell

[bebx]

[wheretheredfieldgrows]

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Just like that, you’re gone. I hate this, my heart is aching. Idk what to do I can’t find you this is not good.

[rosieandthemoon]

Sudeley Castle in Gloucestershire, England

[unusual-suspects]

x

[nosfera-tits]

Basically I like when there’s garlic and onion

[wheretheredfieldgrows]

Im from america

[santa-ana-winds]

[landsccape]

[santa-ana-winds]

[santa-ana-winds]

[expressions-of-nature]

by Mikhail Ioannisian

[thequotespot]

“i kept trying to fix things that i didn’t break, just because i didn’t want to lose them.”

[remanence-of-love]

[atrusovaartist]

“Tulip Road” — Acrylic on canvas, 50×60 cm (2025)

Sometimes the path appears only when you start walking —

a soft curve of light, a little fog, a breath of colour guiding you forward.

I painted this piece with heavy impasto and very fine graphic lines, letting the tulips glow as if the morning dew is still holding onto them.

A quiet road of spring, where everything is waking up at once.

Thank you for wandering here with me. 💗🌸

— A.Trusova

(reblogs appreciated — they really help artists)

[lagriffedemaho]

[fuckyeahchinesegarden]

Plum blossoms in quyuanfenghe, west lake, hangzhou, china (photos by 炎真，Eclare）

[scamguy]

i would like to officially thank sesame for its seeds, its oil, and of course its street