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Distance is just a test to see how far love can travel 🌠

Nothing that's worthwhile is ever easy. Remember that.

— Nicholas Sparks, Message in a Bottle

@ all darker latina, black, and asian girls, you are beautiful, glorious, and loved

“I think a lot of what we learn about others isn’t what they tell us. It’s what we observe.”

— Iain Reid, I’m Thinking of Ending Things

full offence but some of you think disabled people don't interact with the rest of society and it really shows.

you make disgusting jokes abt blind and deaf ppl and then say "oh this is bad but its ok bc they cant see/hear this"

you say self diagnosing is bad because "only a doctor can tell" but somehow you're qualified to tell strangers on the internet that they're not disabled because you cant concieve of disabled people existing the way you do.

you always talk about disabilities like no one in your audience is disabled. like we are some mystical other. its always "you probably have an autistic child/sibling/cousin" but never "some of you are probably autistic."

you use mobility aids as props and gags so frequently that those of us who need them are scared to use them in public because no one will take us seriously.

disabled people exist. we are in your audience. when you talk about us, we know. we know what you're fucking saying.

(ok to rb. disabled ppl can add on, ableds dont say shit just take it in ok 💖)

Hello everyone! I’m new on Tumblr, never used the app before, but a friend of mine told me that it’ll help me out for raising funds. I know it’s shameless to ask for help like that, and that a lot of people are struggling so I should just shut my mouth and do what I can myself, but I have no other choice and there’s no time. My father is struggling really bad, as he is unemployed for the moment, and can’t make enough to pay rent this month with his little jobs here and there. I tried running groceries for neighbors and babysitting their kids and selling my clothes but it’s not much, like at all. I’m sorry I can’t express myself properly, English isn’t my first language, but I’m begging you guys, the pain and struggle are real and. We need around 450 euros to 500 euros to get by this month, the landlady has been nice thus far but it’s obvious we don’t have much time left, as she is becoming insistent, as is her right. Please guys. Help us out, please. Even a single dollar or a reblog can help a lot.

https://www.paypal.me/mariamedurand

On nights like today I push the memories         under the rug, and I miss you a little more …

poetry-siir ©

En noches como hoy empujo los recuerdos        bajo la alfombra, y te echo un poco más de menos…

poetry-siir ©

no, i don’t have a “dream job.” i want to spend my days reading and writing and lazing in the afternoon sun. i want to bake bread and brownies and apple crumble. i want to grow my own vegetables and plant a rainbow of flowers. i want to be with nature. i want to be at peace.

Minhyuk ⟢ Into the Art for Y Magazine

Teach ya sons it's okay to cry

barbie doll ♡

Twitch screen commission 

fancy hat bird

A good breakfast

By Heidi Kaden (edited by Autumn Cozy)