I wear what you did to me like gills, a new way to breathe. I jump into the river for days. I forget I have lungs at all.
“Untitled” by Noor Ibn Jajam
cherry valley forever
sheepfilms
Xuebing Du

Product Placement

No title available
YOU ARE THE REASON
Show & Tell

roma★
hello vonnie

tannertan36
Fai_Ryy
Noah Kahan
RMH
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Janaina Medeiros

oozey mess

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
NASA
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

seen from Germany

seen from Iraq
seen from Venezuela

seen from Venezuela

seen from Venezuela
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Singapore

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Indonesia
seen from United States
@wordnerdali
I wear what you did to me like gills, a new way to breathe. I jump into the river for days. I forget I have lungs at all.
“Untitled” by Noor Ibn Jajam
I'd like to think there's a turophile in all of us. 🧀🧀🧀
“You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut.”
— Catherynne M. Valente
Maybe memory is all the home/you get.
from “Mercy, Mercy, Me” by John Murillo
Imagination is having/to live in a dead person’s future. Grief is/wearing a dead person’s dress forever.
Victoria Chang in “OBIT”
Those mascara streaks are your war paint;/wear them proudly.
Alicia Cook, "Track Seventy" from 'Stuff I've Been Feeling Lately'
"You can get lost in sorrow when it knocks your life/off course with no detour signs to redirect you./Most importantly/you can be found in sorrow by/becoming a different version of yourself,/here, on the other side of tragedy.
Alicia Cook, "Track 11" from 'Stuff I've Been Feeling Lately'
And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.
Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility (via macadameia)
Girl...me too.
And that’s when I know it’s over. As soon as you start thinking about the beginning, it’s the end.
Junot Díaz, This Is How You Lose Her (via quotespile)
…I’m beginning to think I may never/not be undecided, about all sorts of things...
“The Way One Animal Trusts Another” by Carl Phillips
I'm the boss of my own bossdom. P.S. Autocorrect doesn't recognize the word "bossdom" and is clearly tryna keep me down!
“Scaffolding” by Seamus Heaney
Masons, when they start upon a building, Are careful to test out the scaffolding;
Make sure that planks won’t slip at busy points, Secure all ladders, tighten bolted joints.
And yet all this comes down when the job’s done Showing off walls of sure and solid stone.
So if, my dear, there sometimes seem to be Old bridges breaking between you and me
Never fear. We may let the scaffolds fall Confident that we have built our wall.
Lesson number one: 'Not my problem' is not a philosophy. It’s a mental illness. Right up there with pessimism. Other people’s problems are our problems. If your neighbor is laid off, you may feel as if you’ve dodged the bullet, but you haven’t. The bullet hit you as well. You just don’t feel the pain yet.
Eric Weiner in 'The Geography of Bliss: One Grump's Search for the Happiest Places in the World'
I feel like this must be pronounced in a Scottish accent to be accurate. @dictionarycomblr
Know that I loved you. Know that it was not enough.
Leigh Bardugo (via quotemadness)
I wrote about the truth.
“Cussing doesn’t come from a lack of vocabulary – I know all the other words. None of them speak the same language that my fucking heart does.”
Anis Mojgani (via clash-official)
Correct.