I always find myself back here whenever I feel like shit. I write things out and act like it makes me feel better but it’s all just word vomit, and I hate throwing up. I still feel so many things from you that I don’t want to. It’s getting harder to keep going. I don’t want to keep going.

regularbread: “scrawnyflannelman: “ dduane: “ astrofyre: “ gargoame: “ akireyta: “ mikaisyuu: “ yungcosmonauts: “ neural-entropy: “ colormebowie: “ did-you-kno: “ NASA created retro travel posters for different locations in our solar system in hopes...

regularbread:

scrawnyflannelman:

dduane:

astrofyre:

gargoame:

akireyta:

mikaisyuu:

yungcosmonauts:

neural-entropy:

colormebowie:

did-you-kno:

NASA created retro travel posters for different locations in our solar system in hopes of inspiring young people to imagine a future where common space travel is a possibility. 

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these are really important to me

behind this 100% where do I buy prints

These are free for download and print! The files are 20x30 inches. I plan on emailing this one to my local print shop.

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Originally posted by thatjoeyfella

i have these on my wall, and i guarantee, they are SPECTACULAR (and yep, CC-licensed, so you’re good to print them locally)

We have these framed in our aerospace senior design lounge!

IVE BEEN LOOKING FOR SPACE THEMED PRINTS THIS IS AMAZING

So gorgeous.

Neat!

I really fucking love NASA for this.

adragonwithbalanceissues:

I think my least favorite Hetero Trope is when the girl eats a burger or whatever and the dude is like “Wow, I like a girl who can eat” like what the fuck did your last girlfriend do, photosynthesis?

I don’t think I have emotions anymore. 

I gave them all away to the undeserving.

The “I promise I’m nothing like him”

Or the, “You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

Empty promises, that will never be filled.

I think of you sometimes in the “in betweens”. 

In between each step I take to move forward,

I always think of moving back.

In between keystrokes. Your name is all I want to write.

My breaths are long and full because I am waiting for you to take them away again. 

You were such a light in my life that is now dim. You were such a presence.

The halls in my mind where you lived are empty now. 

Only ghosts remain. The ghost of who you were, who I was. 

And everything in between.