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“Every saint got a past, every sinner got a future Every loser gotta win and every winner gotta lose some day”
— J Cole
“So this was betrayal. It was like being left alone in the desert at dusk without water or warmth. It left your mouth dry and will broken. It sapped your tears and made you hollow.”
— Anna Godbersen
““Loving someone is like handing them a gun and trusting them not to shoot you,” said someone at some point. You shot me. Then you apologized and promised to do whatever it took to make it better. You tried but all you really did was complain about how tiring and painful it was for you. I didn’t want to tell you not to talk about your feelings because they always mattered to me but I was the one bleeding because of a decision you made. So why was I to comfort you? It’s like when someone asks you how you are and you say you’re fine but they insist, knowing that fine doesn’t actually mean fine, so you tell them and they stare at you awkwardly and tell you they don’t know what to say, which ends in you comforting them when they were supposed to comfort you. I don’t have it in me to comfort you because I’m too busy pulling out the bullet you put in me and stitching myself back together.”
— You said you loved me but you were really just trying to ease your guilt - Jess Amelia
“Labor is almost universally uncomfortable for mothers, and often painful for babies. One of the ways we cope with pain is to produce beta-endorphin. Beta-endorphin is an opiate-like brain chemical - the same one responsible for the so-called “runner’s high.” It reduces pain and increases good feelings. In a typical labor, pain increases over time. As the pain increases, the production of beta-endorphin also increases. Mothers and babies both produce beta-endorphin. The beta-endorphin produced by mother also passes on to baby through the placenta. At the moment of birth, the pain of labor suddenly and dramatically decreases for the mother. Mothers and babies are flooded with endorphins that, with little to no pain, cause euphoria. We know that endorphins create a state of dependence. After a medically undisturbed birth mom and baby will repeatedly seek to recreate that initial high of birth euphoria with close skin to skin contact. We know that babies need this contact to survive and develop normally. Sometimes babies are hurt in the birth process. It’s obvious when they come out with swelling, bruises or broken bones. Sometimes they appear frightened or shocked. In that moment they are supposed to rely on an extra boost of endorphins from their mothers. The Truth: Mothers who have epidurals typically experience little to no pain in their labors. If mothers experience little to no pain, they produce little to no beta-endorphin. When mothers produce little to no beta-endorphin, their babies have more painful births. This pain could be extreme. This pain can interfere with bonding. There is no state of euphoria for mom or baby. We have no idea what the lifetime effects of this could be.”
— Carol Gray, Midwife
““I want you to remember me curled up, listening to the sound of your heartbeat and tracing maps across your skin. Remember me laughing at your jokes, even the stupid ones. Remember me in hysterics for absolutely no reason and in tears because one time you made me so sad neither of us thought I’d recover. Remember me brave, that time you held my hand and I thought I was going to die; remember me scared and gentle and delicate and breakable - only for you though, only for you. Remember me happy, and all the ridiculous ways I tried to get your attention. Remember the way I was too stubborn to talk to you and how absolutely insane it drove the both of us. Remember all the firsts and how they were so delightful we went back for seconds and thirds and fourths. Remember the songs you couldn’t stop listening to and the childish dreams you allowed yourself about the future. If it’s any consolation I allowed myself to have them too. If it comes to it I don’t want you to remember the ending. Remember the beginning. Remember the first time you knew.””
— —(via mangohtangoh)
“You see, the nightmare of schizophrenia is not knowing what’s true. Imagine if you had suddenly learned that the people and the places and the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse, had never been. What kind of hell would that be?”
— “A Beautiful Mind”
“She has a kind heart with good intentions. She’s just struggling with a very troubled mind that makes bad decisions.”
— Juansen Dizon
“My mother must be so proud of her lazy, rebellious, anxiety-ridden, depressed child.”
— Renoirs
“Every saint got a past, every sinner got a future Every loser gotta win and every winner gotta lose some day”
— J Cole
“My mind is an overgrown jungle, And your axe blade won’t help you at all, Because the vines of my pain are too thick here, And the thorns of my sorrow too tall, My mind is an overgrown jungle, There’s no entrance to let you inside, In fear that you’ll cut down my branches, And find the feelings I worked so hard to hide, The vines tie in knots in my jungle, To form a rooftop that blocks out the light, So the sun might be warm on the outside, But the insides as cold as the night, There’s a house made of thorns in my jungle, I’ve spent years making it feel like home, I can do anything I want here, To take my mind off the fact I’m alone, Because the problem with overgrown jungles, Is there’s always more vines that will sprout, And I know that it’s hard to get in here, But it’s ten times as hard to get out.”
— E.h
““This life is what you make it. No matter what, you’re going to mess up sometimes, it’s a universal truth. But the good part is you get to decide how you’re going to mess it up. Girls will be your friends - they’ll act like it anyway. But just remember, some come, some go. The ones that stay with you through everything - they’re your true best friends. Don’t let go of them. Also remember, sisters make the best friends in the world. As for lovers, well, they’ll come and go too. And baby, I hate to say it, most of them - actually pretty much all of them are going to break your heart, but you can’t give up because if you give up, you’ll never find your soulmate. You’ll never find that half who makes you whole and that goes for everything. Just because you fail once, doesn’t mean you’re gonna fail at everything. Keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself, because if you don’t, then who will, sweetie? So keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling, because life’s a beautiful thing and there’s so much to smile about.” ― Marilyn Monroe”
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“Travel and tell no one, live a true love story and tell no one, live happily and tell no one, people ruin beautiful things.”
— Khalil Gibran
“She loves the smell of warm coffees, bloomed roses and new beginnings.”
— Sonia Azalia
“I am the flower who fell in love with the moon instead of the sun.”
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“All I have is a wanderlust soul, a rebellious mind and a loyal heart.”
— me
“I looked at you like you hung the moon, you looked at me like I painted the stars; and then we kissed.”
— The sky was overcast so we made our own galaxy
“I want you. I want you in every sense of the word. I want time with you, I want adventure with you, Hell, I want naps with you–Friends on Netflix in the background. I want your hand in my hand, Your lips on my lips, My body curving into your body; We fit together so well. I want laughter with you, I want conversation with you, Dear god, I even want arguments with you Because it means we’re together and we care. So let’s do it. Let’s make the jump Together. Take my hand And love me. Let me love you. Because you once said We could’ve lived a beautiful story, And I know now that’s the only story I want to read. I want to write A beautiful story With you.”
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