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So this is my backyard. I guess I’ve got a lot of wishes to make
Kuju Flower Park, Japan ( via )
New Orleans ❤
When I was young I fell into a river
Train 🌟
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“You don’t remember your name?”
“No, but for some reason I remember yours.”
It takes a lot of courage to push through hard times. Never give up. Good things are coming your way.
I feel most at peace when it rains
When I was little I used to be afraid of storms. I guess now I like them because it’s nice to see something that displays how I feel on the inside and can’t explain.
Eclipse of the Sun in Venice in July 8, 1842 by Ippolito Caffi.
i made a comic in google slides for some ungodly reason
The Floral Art Of Studio Ghibli
My new favorite genre of picture is a very special thing that most animals (and humans!) do: face nuzzling as an act of greeting/comfort/intimacy. thank God that this is happening all over the world right now
Isn’t it wonderful?!
MY NEIGHBOR TOTORO となりのトトロ 1988 | dir. Hayao Miyazaki
GOOD NEWS, EVERYONE!
Tumblr's added some ruidimentary search operators, one of which lets you search by blog, and it actually turns up posts, unlike the search bar on a blog itself. It recognises quotation marks now, too.
You just have to make sure you're searching on the actual "search" page, it still tries to take me to the "tagged" page and I have to manually change the URL.
BUT, you can actually find a post on someone's blog now. Just don't start from the blog you want to search
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nobody is irrelevant. nobody is invisible. your neighbors know your name and see you set off to school or work or the backyard everyday, sometimes with a spring in your step and sometimes with hunched over shoulders. there was this one time some stranger pointed you out to their friends and said “that’s the haircut I want” or “I have that shirt, too” or “they go to my school”. someone has admired the way you carry yourself or gave a presentation or even the way you’re so polite when you first meet a person. you’ve made comments or jokes that have stuck in minds of overhearers and eavesdroppers. when old classmates of yours think back to kindergarten or fourth grade or sophomore year they remember you and have an opinion of you. you’ve made recommendations of songs and restaurants and even cookie brands and actually introduced people to their all-time favorites. the cashier at the grocery store knows exactly what laundry detergent your household uses, or even if you don’t do your laundry at all.
you can never be irrelevant. there’s pieces of you everywhere, in a dozen lives, in a hundred dreams, in a million memories. maybe it’s true that you don’t have any friends, and you have a sucky relationship with your family or no family at all and no-one ever checks up on you, and you’re really very lonely, but that doesn’t determine your worth. you do. and so do the billions of small attributions you’ve already made to the world, both long-term and short-term. so thank you.
Ha ha seriously tho.
okay, i got real fucked up last week and ordered a fuck ton of webkinz, which i thought was a mistake, until the first ones arrived and pud decided she absolutely fucking loved them
at first i just put em on her to see what shed do, which was nothing, so i decided to just leave her alone in my room for a bit. when i came back in later, she was doing this and i dead ass started crying