Latest Posts by 143-wakabamori - Page 2

"From Palestine to the Philippines, Smash the US war Machine"

Seen in Zürich, Switzerland

there r real teens out there who think discovering nirvana is a special achievement 

can't stop thinking about this

sculpture by Helena Hauss

Why are streaming services these days all named shit like Fubi and Hehu and lala

Simone de Beauvoir, from Diary of a Philosophy Student: Volume 1, 1926-27

Text ID: I observe how much I have matured since last year despite my belief that I was losing myself, how something strong was born from the painful experiences survived and from the numerous minutes that I believed were wasted.

Natalie Diaz

everything you love will lead you back to you

One lucky follower has been selected to light my cigarette

I’ll never forget it ⋆˙⟡

Details from La Lune’s Debut Runway Show

onwards, comrades

Star Trek: Deep Space Nine "Past Tense, Pt. 1"

I love him and his little garden soso much

kaveh akbar, 'calling a wolf a wolf' // doc luben, 'love letters or suicide notes' // @/nutnoce, tumblr // 'my body's made of crushed little stars', mitski // @/ojibwa, tumblr // 'spring', mary oliver

— Fortesa Latifi; everything there is

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

favorite tweets

frog figurines by CreationsbyChrisNoel

i went to the intersection of desire and suffering and everybody knew you

i’m tired and want something beautiful and big to happen to me

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.