You are a dot in the distance: I cannot tell if you are getting closer or going further away.
Stand Still // r.e.s (via thoughtsintorhymes)
couldn't be more accurate.

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Stranger Things
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

shark vs the universe
Misplaced Lens Cap
Sweet Seals For You, Always
$LAYYYTER
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we're not kids anymore.
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price
Sade Olutola

pixel skylines

titsay
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ojovivo

Discoholic 🪩

JVL
almost home
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@written-doodlesx
You are a dot in the distance: I cannot tell if you are getting closer or going further away.
Stand Still // r.e.s (via thoughtsintorhymes)
couldn't be more accurate.
by Emba
David McGlynn
My Hope
I’m in a state of optimistic hopelessness. Where you’re suddenly the most aware of your imperfections as you’ve ever been; yet the groundbreaking light and radiance of the perfect savior shines to rid you of complete darkness. In the midst of my constant chaos you are my present help - my safeguard. You see everything. May I never lose my wonder, my God.
To me, poetry is about survival first of all. Survival of the individual self, survival of the emotional life.
Gregory Orr, Poetry As Survival (via henrydear)
Friendship goals.
The more time I spend here, the more certain I am of the fact that expectations were never meant for the human race. In fact, “conditional” is the correct term; we’re conditional beings who give and take love as if it is ours to do so, and rue the day our people choose to do the same. Long story short: people are who they are. Stop being surprised by that, and learn to love beyond the conditions.
-Andrea P Masamba
“Standing Tall Amid the Glares” by Paul Schutzer.
Lewis Cousins, age 15, the only African American student in the newly desegregated Maury High School, standing alone. 1959, Norfolk, VA.
i don’t know where this image originates, but it’s been on my mind a lot lately. finger prints and tree rings. identifiers of life lived.
Girls are trained to say, ‘I wrote this, but it’s probably really stupid.’ Well, no, you wouldn’t write a novel if you thought it was really stupid. Men are much more comfortable going, ‘I wrote this book because I have a unique perspective that the world needs to hear.’ Girls are taught from the age of seven that if you get a compliment, you don’t go, ‘Thank you’, you go, ‘No, you’re insane.’
Lena Dunham, in an interview with The Guardian (x)