stopthatriley reblogged
stopthatriley reblogged
rastawhiteshepherd on ig
stopthatriley reblogged
being on tumblr is literally just straight up vibing. no one knows who you are. no one knows what you look like. just vibes.
stopthatriley reblogged
finally giving in and admitting to yourself that it’s not ironic
stopthatriley reblogged
stopthatriley reblogged
just found out that apparently reddit had its own "i like your shoelaces" thing.
their phrase is "teh narwhal bacons at midnight" and to be completely honest that is infinitely worse. say what you will about tumblr but at least we didnt do that
stopthatriley reblogged
Crescent Moon and Venus
stopthatriley reblogged
an unfamiliar cat: (approaches me)
me, internally: this cat senses my inner worth
stopthatriley reblogged
stopthatriley reblogged
Umberto Boccioni, , States of mind: Farewells
stopthatriley reblogged
Carl Moll, Winter (Hohne Warte in Wein), 1903
stopthatriley reblogged
no offense, but what was the point of that cool older lady character in Spirited Away
except, you know, to make me question my sexuality at 12 during midnight rewatches as I looked at her weirdly pretty mouth and had Questions
stopthatriley reblogged
i had a dream last night that they made a live-action r*verdale-style reboot of phineas and ferb and it looked like this
stopthatriley reblogged
Not real, obviously, but still cute!
stopthatriley reblogged
met some little friends at a farm
stopthatriley reblogged
The Wheel ever turns. The birds ever sing. Each newborn season beckons us to join a timeless dance. The world keeps a-turning. The sun ever shines. Nature pipes an ancient tune as we walk a harmonious path.
Freya Turrill, Freya’s Cottage, A Country Diary