Andulka
Noah Kahan
The Bowery Presents
oozey mess
if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver
bliss lane
ojovivo
roma★
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Claire Keane
Doug Jones
Sweet Seals For You, Always
NASA
@theartofmadeline
Today's Document
Misplaced Lens Cap
KIROKAZE
noise dept.
gracie abrams
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Bangladesh
seen from Switzerland
seen from Malaysia
seen from Argentina
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 Russia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from United States
seen from Vietnam
seen from Türkiye
seen from Russia
seen from Brazil
@itwillendoneday
every summer comes and goes mechanically.
this time around, people are afraid that storm’s gonna ruin their little beach days.
funny that people are so biased towards dark weather.
everything’s beautiful. you can’t have sun without rain.
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It’s going to be how it should be.
I like my torn up shoes. It reminds of all the bad places I’ve been to.
However, friends suggest me to avoid wearing them in public. Or when I’m in public with them.
My shoes hate my friends. These old dusty black pair have been friendlier than them.
They’re not just a shitty possession one has. It’s something beyond the material outlook.
don’t do it. whatever you want to be. leave it. whatever these sentences mean. brush it away. everything is. anything could be.
some days bring loneliness with them.
others are bright sunny days.
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vastness keep on spreading.
When I see all this facade, I cannot help but notice. This is all me. Living trivial life. With no purpose. Just hanging onto the false hope of the better days.
It never ceases to fail me. That’s the only constant maybe.
I have been stretching my life, don’t know for how long will it last.
My present is fucked up, future will be just like the past.