Did you have the blog narwhalie?
yep. username change in 2026 whoop
taylor price
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

if i look back, i am lost

Andulka
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Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.
Mike Driver
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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JBB: An Artblog!
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Did you have the blog narwhalie?
yep. username change in 2026 whoop
- out on your own
The Lugdunum Museum by Bernard Zaehrfuss in 1969-1975
Photos by my friend Benoît Santiard @bsantiard
i basked in the uncertainty and stillness of my inaction, only to find futility in its wake. fragments of another shore began washing upon the silence, and though they carried the promise of movement, they also deepened the chasm between departure and arrival.
Colmar in Alsace, France (via vsco.co)
your blog isn’t fully developed until youre 25
being in my 20s is like I understand more of my mother and less than i ever have. My childhood friends are strangers to me and there’s no one i know better. i want to drink wine. i never stopped wanting to climb trees. i know more than I’ve ever known before. I don’t know anything at all. i’m seven years old and sixteen and twenty nine and seventy. I can’t tell when i'm happy. I think the only thing that will make me happy is to be little again. i want to be really old. i go to the ocean and feel like nothing matters more than that. in my bedroom everything matters so much. I go to the grocery store every day. i know how to cook a lot of things but the only thing i know how to eat is fried eggs. I can take care of myself but i want to be taken care of. i want to go home and I don't know where that is. i think it may be somewhere inside of me but i’m not sure
Polignano a mare, Italia by @icharous
morgan harper nichols
kinda high and wanted to write something. but everything that comes to mind just sounds so goddamn cliche. so i will write absolutely nothing at all
I wanna make you soooOOOOOooo happy that you don’t even know what to do with all the happiness
so goddamn depressed all the goddamn time
why can’t I be productive and make this into art