drop your knickers
miriam. i drink tea
i like long hair, piercings, tattoos, cowgirl boots, flannel, leather jackets, and dancing
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Eduardo Fonseca
mild-bloom:

Solitude is bliss 
The love for being alone has definitely grown on me over time. I think back to when I was younger and I used to absolutely hate it, I felt the need to be surrounded by people all the time, immersed in their somewhat boring small talk and casually engaging in it myself. If I were to be left home alone, I would call my grandma, I would spend the whole time on the phone to her, if she didn’t pick up the phone I would pay a long visit to my neighbours. Every day off school I would be with someone, every weekend I would be with someone, simply thinking about it now tires me out!
Looking back on these times is so odd for me as I usually crave being home alone, spending time with myself and at the most part, not having to wear pants (perks of being alone). It’s ironic, I’m currently alone on a train writing this, and thoroughly enjoying myself.
Don’t get me wrong, I adore the company of some, but theres something about being with myself that I prefer. I have become independent and being alone allows me figure things out, I’ve also stopped worrying about how I’d be perceived for not going out, which is a nice feeling.
Sometimes being around people tires you out, it all becomes overwhelming and you just need to separate yourself from the rest of the earth. Telling someone you don’t feel like hanging out is perfectly fine. Taking a day off school every now and then reserved for some you time is perfectly fine. Regain your senses, gather yourself together, then head out into the swarming, insane world again.
I now feel fortunate that I’m completely okay with being by myself. Not having the need to be around people is comforting within itself. A weekend without plans doesn’t cause me to fret nor bore me to tears. I have come to terms that I am happiest when I’m alone, it has helped my find myself and construct who I am as a person. It’s healthy to spend time alone, you need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person. I don’t fight solitude, and that rules.
"I don’t fear commitment. I fear wasting my time." by

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8 Minutes of the Earth’s Rotation
How I wish our planet’s movement was this apparent while staring at the night sky. It could probably make a lot more people realize just how tiny we are compared to this vast unexplored galaxy above our heads.
This is a stack of 70 pictures with a 5 second exposure each at ISO 3200 and f/2.2.
Photographed by: Paolo Nacpil

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American Horror Story: All seasons.

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dellamortes:

American Horror Story - Freakshow

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do you ever get those pangs of anxiety where you feel like nobody likes you and nobody will ever like you and you will achieve nothing

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"You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you." by colors.  (via versteur)

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"I don’t love him but he’s here and you aren’t"

This hit me like a fucking train