That last one
I’m too on. #sidepieces
Nasir al-Mulk mosque in Shiraz, Iran, known for its intricate detail and beautiful stained glass.
my future apartment will look similar
Lenny Weiner’s apartment, New York, USA
Not sure why but this is how my phone took a picture of lightning
Looks like it took half of this world, and half of a dark world.
It’s so rad and creepy, gives the spook chills
Science side here: The flash coming off of the lightning is very fast. Your phonecamera’s shutter actually takes the photo from side to side. The flash of lightning (or perhaps another lightning) struck while it was in the middle of photographing, leaving half of the photo being from before the flash, and the other half during it.
thank you science side of tumblr!!
People playing with my hair is one of my favorite things ever! This is just amazing. Wish I had a guy who liked braiding my hair
Chris Pratt interrupts the interview to french braid intern’s hair x
This is like in the top 10 of sexiest things I’ve ever seen.
I’ve been watching this for five minutes straight, trying to understand how this girl isn’t face-flushed-toes-curling-eyes-dilating-batshit-crazy-aroused.
when the signs of her vitiligo started appearing, her mother would tell her there was no reason to worry, or to be ashamed; her body was merely starting to show the stardust our bodies are made out of, turning her body into the milky way
idk playing around with the design for my upcoming black/desi girl with vitiligo, she wants to become an astronomer and is very passionate about astrology and stars and the vast galaxy
It was love at first sight. And by first sight I mean like fifth sighting but it was strong and real and fast paced. I met her a few times while my friends and I were playing. A glimpse. A whisper. An illusion of my outer canthus at that point. Eventually she boldly told me that she fancied me. I was doubtful and dumbfounded. But within a week the courage built in me to ask her out. Somewhere in this shy shell.
It wasn’t a yes so it was still a question as to whether it was official but it wasn’t a no and that was good enough for me. Over the years she grew to know me. Over the years I grew to know her. She encourages my Dave Matthews obsession. She got his autograph for me down on Broadway (though the man himself messed up his peace sign). Digressing, I LOVED HER. I LOVE HER.
THEN THE BABY CAME!
N <- I almost wrote her name. I just have this beautiful baby on my brain. I never thought I could grow to love, plant a seed, and grow the best tree the world could offer…