might fuck around and delete my tumblr? idk I think social media might be the root of all evil and I'm embarrassed about the degree to which tumblr has been central in my life for the past 10 or so years. still mulling it over and I never check tumblr these days anyway but mutuals hmu if you wanna exchange contact details before I peace out
god said let's give this bitch so much self awareness it's going to stop her from doing literally anything
took a break from tumblr to flex on my own social media dependence and accidentally got addicted to pinterest in the meantime. am I a 50 year old wine mum
at this rate none of my tomatoes are gonna make it into any kind of actual meal because I keep eating them straight off the vine like the delicious little fruits they are
if walter white were a woman everything he did would be girlboss. but unfortunately since hes a man everything he did was cringe and bad i guess
Takeshi Kaneshiro wearing a Tank Girl shirt in Fallen Angels (1995)
里山でのひと時(静岡県島田市川根町家山・牛代のみずめ桜)
Satoyama near Shimada in Shizuoka prefecture. Satoyama (里山) is a Japanese term applied to the border zone between mountain foothills and arable land. Read more here.
From c. 1908. Courtesy of UpNorthMemories.
700 favorite vintage postcards, mostly weird.
every morning i wake up & get my coffee & i recite in my head this excerpt from ‘invitation,’ by mary oliver: “it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world.” & i just say it over & over again until it sticks to my mind for the rest of the day. it is a serious thing. i am alive. i am so lucky. this fresh morning i get the chance to live again & again & again
after a long day of fighting the cruel & broken world? “should anyone be surprised if sometimes, when the white moon rises, women want to lash out with a cutting edge?” mary oliver. mother of my heart. you knew all.
you guys are not gonna BELIEVE what i found on google images
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