#a feeling

[theloverstomb]

I see a star, 1930

by Kay Nielsen

#kay nielsen #art #a feeling

[averygayplant]

I strongly believe that Imperium is part of the Never Realm several hundred and even perhaps thousands of years into the future from when the Ninja were there and I really don't have any evidence to back that up other than 'trust me bro'

#tbh it's just #a feeling #the markings on their faces feel very formling esk #their world was obviously completely separate from the known realms #and also Zane woke up in the weird ass monastery beneath the city #so I have my reasons #dragons rising #dragons rising spoilers #ninjago dragons rising #ninjago #ninjago spoilers #ninjago hc

[mightymizora]

Oh. Having one of those days where I feel like I just don’t fit anywhere.

#a feeling #I hate it

[andrewminyardsleftfoot]

idk why but every time i hear chandelier by will paquin i get reminded of andrew. not only from his own pov, but from neil's pov too.

"Oh, I'm sitting here as the chandelier is whispering in my ear Saying, "Can I get a cigarette?" I know you'll never be mine"

and then

"Oh, I'm standing there as the man upstairs Comes crashing through the ceiling Saying, "Where's my fucking cigarette?" With fire in his eyes"

#idk why this just makes so much sense to me #it's just #idk #a feeling #i get #with this song #aftg #aftg neil #all for the game #neil josten #aftg andrew #andrew minyard #aftg headcanon #andreil #aftg fandom #all for the gay #the foxhole court #look for the rest of the lyrics though #it's amazing #neil abram josten #andrew joseph minyard #andrew and neil #neil and andrew

[feeblescholarmyass]

did I originally buy the book of Nakahara Chūya's poems for the bit? yes.

have I now discovered a love for poetry that previously was dormant? also yes

#seriously #his poems arent about making a story per se #but they create a *moment* #a feeling #that he conveys so perfectly its hard to describe to someone that hasnt read them #honest to god some of my favorite literary works #my second favorite poet (edgar allan poe) has nothing on him

[bougierthanthou]

You ever just cry internally at the wasted potential of certain franchises? I know I do

#a thought #a feeling

[spiltcandycoatedpunkblood]

tintin when anyone writes his name wrong

that's not my name by the ting tings plays in the distance

#SDJFHJKDFHSD #a feeling #tintin #favourite characters #the adventures of tintin #favourite films

[chicory-and-birch]

You make my heartbeat ripple through the strings of which music I have not yet heard..

Emily Yvonne

#emily yvonne #writing #thoughts #poetry #heartbeat #music #strings #a feeling #ripples #dark academia #fragments #confusion #XXI♟️

[ktheqw]

Falling Again

A fleeting glimpse, the music of Angelo Badalamenti playing down low.

I am in that place, watching people with telephones, ethereal women.

The horror of small: exacerbated by her beautiful face, falling in love again.

#laura palmer #twin peaks #angelo badalamenti #candkwords #gippsland poets #poetry #original poetry #poemsbyme #poem #memories #a feeling #falling in love

[theloverstomb]

Owner Carrie Buck of the South End mourning her pet cat "Tommie". All the funeral honors and ceremonies usually accorded to a human were bestowed on the cat. The cat died of a broken heart after Miss Buck's pet dog, the cat's constant companion, died. Boston, 1925.

#animal death #a feeling

[jolieflows]

—Ostern'; Hasentag—

“Large conflicts make the world feel unmanageable and intangible to us. Nonetheless, there is a brilliant or dim light at the end of the tunnel. The mental tenacity that defines luminosity. If burned too brightly, it will burn out.”

Stepping onto her balcony was Angelina. Unaware that it had been some time since she last visited this specific plain. Also unfamiliar to her but ingrained in her consciousness. She let her delicate hands smooth away any potential rust by rubbing them against the shiny metal of the balcony railing. Standing, existing, and breathing in the air that around her felt almost strange. How brief life is, how it might be, yet how hospitable all the changes have been and will be.

Her blue eyes soaked up the sun's radiance, allowing the light to wash her. The brunette took off her silk top and leaned over the railing to get closer to the sun. Today was Easter, or rather, what Angelina jokingly mistook for "Bunny Day." As the gentle wind chilled her bones, the sun's heat seemed like dancing love coals on her face. What is there to do on a "Easter Sunday" that hasn't previously been done? It's safe to say that the stunning actress had penned a large number of poems, saved her work for her travels, and...had grown more aware of what she had missed. Missed in the absence sense. Her lips twisted into a half-smile as she thought back on the previous days.

“Ich bin verliebt in diese Saison … in das, was ich bin.” The German words, flowed freely from her mouth as she spoke to no one; just herself.

It was true. Angelina had developed a sense of who she was. Including all the complexities of existing, breathing, and loving. She was no longer just an actress. Much more, and it frequently made her afraid. She was now a writer for publications like TIMES, the Wall Street Journal, Global Traveler Inc., etc. But, she was now even closer to the love of her life, which made her giddy with happiness. Yet, Angelina had a strong urge to change with the season today.

Angelina found herself in the flower-filled garden before she knew what had happened. She had taken off her floral skirt and was now barefoot, only wearing her matching silk bra and underwear. Her skin blended with that earthy sensation and the alluring aroma of flowers, soil, and honeysuckle. The actress danced on the uncut, untrimmed grass and weeds, letting her hair blow in the wind. The exquisite flowers, with their open petals appearing to welcome her, gave her skin a slight tingle. The woman tipped her head back and giggled lowly, possibly in delirium, but with genuine ecstasy. It meant so much to her to stop, drop, and roll in this magnificent garden.

Throughout the house, Angelina had left her countless cameras, both used and unused. She looked up at the tempting sun with her legs crossed and her back close to the grass. Its rays are making her more endearing, complimenting her, and in Angelina's thinking, warming and praising her. Because there was no longer the mental pain of a conflict. Naturally, the pouty lip actress was aware that there would still be times when she would barely hang on and the need to lie in the garden would seem like an insurmountable obstacle. Not right now, though. Just her—no camera, no writing instruments. She, the flowers, the Planet, her thoughts, and this Easter Sunday's springtime.

Angelina would remain there, safe in the company of dandelion, rose, tulip, and other wild flowers—a garden of euphoric delight. Her hair was strewn across the grass, her eyes were innocently staring into the sun, and she was thinking only beautiful things. She would lie there on Easter Sunday and perhaps the following "Bunny Day" as well.

“...And if it burns out, it can always be re-lit. Be reignited, reconstructed by all and anything. No stipulation on time, no chain on creativity—and no stain on progress. Life is, in all ways, conflict and strife...but just enough love to make it a life.”

#poetry #angelina jolie #solo writing #roleplay #a feeling #life and love

[eumenisz]

hogy az istenbe lehet, hogy ez a két karakter egy színész?

az agyam nem bírja feldolgozni amit látok és érzem, ahogy az agysejtjeim pusztítják el egymást vagy lesznek öngyilkosok, mert MI A FSZOM EZ

NEM ÉRTEM

MI

HOL

HOGYAN

komolyan mondom, egy dologban egyeznek meg, az pedig a sétálásuk, DE SEMMI MÁSBAN NEM LEHET LÁTNI, HOGY ŐKET UGYANAZ A SZÍNÉSZ JÁTSZA

HALÓ

mindjárt falhoz vágom saját magam

#bruh #big bruh moment #osferth #aemond targaryen #ewan mitchell #he has the range #feladom #persze biztos csak a paróka meg a szemfedő miatt van DE NEM #NÉZZ MÁR RÁ #a feeling #más a feelingje #de akkor sem értem mivan #álomba sírom magam inkább

[hikorzik]

Arknights' ep8's story is SO LONG. I mean I like what I read but man is it energy consuming. I wish maybe there were more levels with shorter cutscenes to mix it up with gameplay. Here you got a cutscene before the level, a cutscene *after* and a whole cutscene after again. They're all good but it's so long T_T

#arknights #main theme #text post #small rant but it's not really important it's just #a feeling

[peculiary]

Marvel Team-Up #62 October 1, 1977

#a feeling #feeling #not alone #down here

[bougierthanthou]

Having the urge to DM someone but also not wanting to crowd them, the greatest struggle of my generation.

#a thought #a feeling

[kaywrites23]

love

/ləv/verb past tense: loved; past participle: loved. 1.feel deep affection for (someone).

Similar: be in love with; be infatuated with; be smitten with

To be passionate about, To care very much for, To adore, To be hopelessly devoted to, To wholeheartedly cherish, To worship forever, To idolize, To prize, To be unconditionally mad/crazy/nuts/wild about

#definition #loveislove #i love you #my love #love notes to no one #love #undescribed #undescribable #undeniable #in love #fell in love #love quotes #loveyourself #love in the air #intimate #a feeling