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@xearl806x
I really enjoy just existing in hotels. The long identical hallways. The soulless abstract art. The weird noises the air-conditioner makes. Strange city lights in the window. Six stories off the ground. Strangers chatting in the hall. Nothing in the dresser. No past, but an infinite present.
Me, lowkey:
Who are the lattes in the latte art videos always so uncomfortably full
“dear someone, i have so many questions i want to ask you but just don’t know how. and because i know for a fact that my voice would break and tears would start streaming down my face if i were to ask you in person, i am writing you this letter. furthermore, i don’t think that you would even listen to me. these days you seem to be ignoring me as if i’m your worst enemy. how? that would be my first question. how was it so easy for you to go? to just leave me and not even look back. why? why would you leave and why would you leave like that? no explanation. no real goodbye. nothing. was it even real? what we had, i mean. was it? because i’ve been dreaming so much about you lately that it seems like i can’t tell what’s real and what’s not anymore. love, i wish you didn’t shatter my heart. i wish you didn’t make all these promises just to break them. i wish that you could have been honest with me from the beginning. honest about your intentions and your feelings for me. the last time we were standing in front of each other, looking into your brown eyes made my knees go weak and my heart beat faster. how can someone feel so much and the other just not? i guess i’ll never know because i tend to give people all of me. always. with you it was no different. i gave you all of me, made you my favourite person in this shitty world and hoped that i would be your favourite too. but this is farewell, my love. i hope that a part of you never forgets me. no matter how important i really was to you. i hope that wherever life takes you, it takes you someplace happy. you deserve it, i’m sure of that. Love always, e.”
— e.s. // dear someone.
@bastardbat
you used to call me on my hands-free talking glove
I’m just wondering how they can possibly market this as hands-free
Oh my fucking god god god god god i just found the funniest picture while deep into google images
i say idk alot but trust me
i be knowin
you: *eats 100 ears of corn in two hours* I am the corn king! I cannot be outcorned
me: *eats 101 ears of corn in ten minutes* just another day in the corn fields
I don’t know. i woke up at 6am, wrote this, and went back to sleep
hope youre okay
bored. might levitate just because
me when the aliens finally abduct me and put me in one of their zoos
for sale: baby shoes never worn. kid was born bigger than anticipated. absolutely jacked. real renaissance man.
i have decided i am going to dress exclusively as a witch from coven
Hozier songs are like a kiss on the forehead while having a picnic in a forest at sunset or having really sacrilegious sex in a cathedral at midnight. There is no in between.