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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Putting on a Show
1 April 2018
Living with my symptoms is indescribably difficult, but it’s interesting to notice how they affect me in the present moment. Sometimes I feel like they are fireworks exploding in my head, and each thought is but a mere spark in each burst.
Fireworks can be appear to be beautiful from afar when they put in a show, but up close they are chaotic and destructive. They become ignited by something outside of them, fueling them to propel as far as possible and eventually explode. Emotions hurt and have consequences.
We can compare and contrast human emotion and fireworks. The similarities between human emotion and fireworks are as follows:
Flammability - they are vulnerable to heat, which causes them to explode.
Chaotic: they don’t have control over what triggers them.
Destructive: they obliterate when a certain point of pressure has been reached.
However, there is one difference - controlling direction. Though our emotions can be flammable, chaotic, and destructive to ourselves and those around us, we have control over how/where we channel our fuse. We are propelled so far when the fire is ignited, but we as humans as blessed with deciding where we explode. Doing it in front of others every time is dangerous and can hurt them. We must make sure the act of redirecting ourselves itself is more cathartic than exploding alone. The path we channel this energy in is not a path walked alone, and we have no right to spread fires. It’s important to understand that when we combust in a safer place, we are teaching ourselves to cope with the pain and emotion independently, and not taking it out on others.
I can’t handle things.
Most beautiful lyrics written by Alex Turner.
* Stop the world because I wanna get off with you
* With the exception of you I dislike everyone in the room
* Jealousy in technicolor
* Love by numbers
* Streetlight amber wonderlust
* And suddenly the sky is a scissor
* Your kiss it could put creases in the road
* And those other girls are just post mix lemonade
* Be cruel to me because I’m a fool for you
* I poured my aching heart into a pop song I couldn’t get the hang of poetry
* You’ve got that face that just says baby I was made to break your heart
* I’ve tried to ask you this in some daydreams that I’ve had but you’re always busy being make believe
* Do you look into a mirror to remind yourself you’re there or have somebody’s goodnight kisses got that covered
* When I’m not being honest I’ll pretend that you were just some lover
* I can’t think of anything to dream about
* Make a wish that weighs a tonne
* And the sky looks sticky
* Somebody told the stars your not coming out tonight and so they found a place to hide
* I saw you driving your Prius and even that was monstercoachesque
* Fools on parade
* She thinks she’s the one but she’s just one in 24
* He longs for you to long for him once more just once more
* You’ve never met before but still she greets you like a long lost rock and roll
* When you look at me like that my darling what did you expect
* I’d probably still adore you with your hands around my neck or I did last time I checked
* Not shy of a spark the knife twists at the thought that I might fall short of the mark
* Do me a favour and tell me to go away
* The day after you stole my heart everything I touched told me it would be better shared with you
* You’re hiding in my soup
* The photobooths a liar
* She’s been loop the looping around my mind
* She does what the night does to the day
* Ain’t got anything to lick without you baby
* Nothing seems to stick without you baby
* It’s like everyone’s a dick without you baby
* And I just don’t recognise this fool that you have made me oh I ain’t seen him for a while
* The idea that you existed all alongs ridiculous I don’t know what to say
* It’s love like a tongue in a nostril love like an ache in the jaw
* Slowly walking down the steps to where she would have been if only they were 17
* He thought that he’d learnt how to not get upset
* Meet me beneath the moon
* Don’t go too soon she went too soon
* Innocence and arrogance intwined in the filthiest of minds
* And she tried so hard to steer away from the meeting place but her heart had led her there
* She clings to his consciousness wherever he lays
* I’m sorry i met you darling I’m sorry i left you
* She’s waiting in his dreams to drag him back to the meeting place
* He’s crying out from the meeting place he stranded himself there
* The nights were mainly made for saying things that you can’t say tomorrow day
* Maybe i’m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new
* Been wondering if your hearts still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts
* It’s just I’m constantly on the cusp of trying to kiss you
* And I elongated my lift home yeah I let him go the long way around I smelt your scent on the seat belt and kept my shortcuts to myself
* I’m beginning to think I imagined you all along
* Remember cuddles in the kitchen yeah to get things off the ground and it was up up and away oh but it’s right hard to remember that on a day like today when your all argumentative and you’ve got the face on
* And I can’t be arsed to carry on in this debate that reoccurs oh when you say I don’t care but ofc I do yeah I clearly do
* He’s got the feeling again this time on the airplane
* The thought of it makes you feel a bit ill
* Is wanting us to be around at 3
* I said I wasn’t sad to see her go yeah but I’m only pretending you know
I want so much that is not here and I do not know where to go.
Charles Bukowski (via quotemadness)
Dita Von Teese
We don’t even ask happiness, just a little less pain.
Charles Bukowski (via ange-rouge)
I am a sweet poetry. I am a poetry of love. I am a alive poetry. I am!
Igor Henrique, I am. (via amargedom)
If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.
Dalai Lama (via goodreadss)
Give the ones you love wings to fly, roots to come back and reasons to stay.
Dalai Lama (via goodreadss)
I want to die tonight
I'm too fucking sick. It's gone too far, beyond the point of no return. I want so badly to die.
Sometimes just being still is the best thing you can do for yourself.
Silas House, Eli the Good (via wordsnquotes)
by Loading Artist
what the fuck is that and why is it all sad and alone
look at its haircut haha nerd
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