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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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@theartofmadeline
we're not kids anymore.
AnasAbdin
Not today Justin
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sheepfilms
will byers stan first human second
Monterey Bay Aquarium
One Nice Bug Per Day

shark vs the universe
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roma★
hello vonnie
almost home
todays bird
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@xhari-kkles
Funny, how I always circle back to this place when I am feeling a particular way. It’s fascinating how I have different platforms functioning as safe spaces for particular mental states…
This is an EXTREMELY blessed post! And accurate! When I first moved out I was so excited for my new place I slept on the floor and had my tv there and that was it. Loved it. You grow and you build and you gain and you lose. I lost that place and everything in it. Now I have a new place with new things and it’s very much home.
In the future, there is a small, quiet room that is just yours, where you are safe and you are free. In that room your shoulders will finally start to come down from around your ears. Nobody can come into that room unless you let them. In that clean quiet place, you will work and you will study. You will love and you will heal.
-Captain Awkward, “Should I Move Away From My Abusive Family?”
Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf (January 21, 1926)
„You cannot heal in the environment that hurt you“
That quote just hit me mine a whip all over again
I was feeling well for too long. I thought I was save. I suppressed my diagnoses. I thought if I act like they’re no longer there, I’d be safe.
And now the sadness is back. And I feel lost all over again
i might be a handful but so are my tits
Reblog to hug the person you reblogged this from and tell them that everything's going to be okay
I wish I would find my old passionate self again. Somewhere, she got lost and I am feeling empty ever since. I miss having a real passion. Something others could know me by for being so in love with it. Something to look forward to. Something that… makes me me again.
I miss me.
Ringed seal (Ole Jørgen Liodden)
This looks the some sort of strange landscape of an alien moon taken by satellite
Ate a Lemon
Bear Vases // The Paper Zoo Keeper on Etsy
[id: three glazed pottery vases shaped like fat bears. the first is brown with a bit of green glaze, the second is just brown, and the third is blue and sitting on a white rock. they all have flowers in them. /end id]
Crows be like
To avoid deer strikes, Finland is painting deer antlers with reflective paint.
damn just pay them a living wage
*daydreams about pretty envelopes* 🐌💌💜 prints | instagram | don’t delete caption please! 💛