this is...

escaping reality.

[frachella]

[imanwithoutbowie-deactivated202]

Continue✨ Keep going✨

[unforth]

Today’s mood is: this is literally making me cry.

[everythingfox]

[unwelcome-ozian]

[depsidase]

[ramdaughter]

your bare minimum isn’t actually that bare or minimum. my dad once told me that there’s nothing in this world that’s easy and that’s true tbh. everything we do takes energy, time, and effort. even the little things. if you feel like you’re not doing enough please try to think about your circumstances and what’s currently available to you: chances are, there’s something that’s diverting or otherwise draining you. and to pull away from that and get something done regardless? well, i think that’s really admirable! please try to take pride in the things you do accomplish in a day, no matter how small or trifling you perceive them to be. you can’t be proud of your growth if you don’t notice where you already are!

[ramdaughter]

no offense but this conversation was literally a major turning point in my life

[tiktoksthataregood-ish]

[everythingfox]

Talented cat

(via)

[politijohn]

[hayleyfromparamore]

Hayley and Billie performing Misery Business at Coachella.

[cinemapix]

Before Sunrise (1995) dir. Richard Linklater

[wakewithgiggli]

[utwo]

Unique Muskoka Treehouse

Utterson Ontario Canada

© The Water’s Edge

[itsaudreynotaubrey]

This will never NOT be funny

[tigersquash99]

I’m so glad this is on tumblr

[tropic-mews]

My favourite thing about this is, he didn’t even have to call him ‘Captain’ he could have used the screen-name but he was SO MARRIED TO THE IMMERSION that he DID.

[chaoartwork]

Passenger: CAPTAIIIIN!!!

Captain: y-yeah?

Passenger: LOOOOOOOK!

(FULL BLAST PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN MUSIC)

[zenkovva]

my fav.

[wizardshark]

Fun fact, the developers of this game loved this video so much that they made it an official advertisement of the game

[everythingfox]

Work day is over

(via)

[thememedaddy]

me_irl

[wedarkacademia]

𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐚 𝐅𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥, 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐲 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,

And Mourners to and fro

Kept treading - treading - till it seemed

That Sense was breaking through -

And when they all were seated,

A Service, like a Drum -

Kept beating - beating - till I thought

My mind was going numb -

And then I heard them lift a Box

And creak across my Soul

With those same Boots of Lead, again,

Then Space - began to toll,

As all the Heavens were a Bell,

And Being, but an Ear,

And I, and Silence, some strange Race,

Wrecked, solitary, here -

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,

And I dropped down, and down -

And hit a World, at every plunge,

And Finished knowing - then -