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New-York Tribune, New York, November 25, 1920
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The News Journal, Wilmington, Delaware, September 23, 1921
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penis unbelievable, penis inconceivable, the true form of the penis will never be perceivable
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You know things have been real bad when you're back here on tumblr
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another random epiphany I had on my drive home from the store was that things that are the most obvious often feel the most profound. I was looking at the sunset through my window. I was like “this is beautiful and it changes all the time so every sunset is a little different and also beautiful.” Which led me to think “if you look at the earth from space, the clouds are never pink or blue or yellow or orange, they are just white and grey all the time. In space perhaps the sunsets are not very different or very beautiful.” Which led me to think “the sunsets are only beautiful because i am so small.” Which led me to think “so many things are only beautiful because i am so small, or if not only then they are at least much more beautiful than they might otherwise be, either because my vantage point of smallness allows me to see details that big things wouldn’t see, like when I see the flash of the sun at sunset with my little eyes on this big planet, or because my briefness finds vastness so incredible cuz it’s so much bigger than me, like when I sit under a very very old and very very tall tree.” And this was all somewhat obvious but it didn’t make the feeling of epiphany go away or diminish at all
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AND YET A TRACE OF THE TRUE SELF EXISTS IN THE FALSE SELF
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Being sick , crying , and studying simultaneously.....
Grind nahi rukni chahiye 😭
#me since past few weeks#i study#i run#thats how i deal with distress#i think ive managed to develop positive coping mechanisms#idk if they're strange but im proud of myself for finding healthy ways to handle things
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“Too often, the only escape is sleep.”
— Charles Bukowski
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