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2 months ago

I need 2020 super saturated colors to make a comeback. My phones photo album was so alive back then. It still is pretty lively now, but I scroll through old photos, and it's like an explosion of color.

Or maybe I just need to pull another: live to make my photo gallery more nice to look at. I have been doing things. I just always forget to take pictures, which can make me forget that I haven't just been staring at schoolwork all month.


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6 years ago
PHOTOGRAPHY! #SevenShadesSeries Camera: #galaxygrandprimeplus __________________________________ Reminiscing

PHOTOGRAPHY! #SevenShadesSeries Camera: #galaxygrandprimeplus __________________________________ Reminiscing in retrospection! Capture the emotion and let it take you to my imaginary world, let it sink in and separate you from your physical reality and expand your cortex to heightened frontiers. HASHTAG LIBRARY: ========================== #photography #reminiscing #retrospection #capture #physicalreality #emotions #cortex #frontier #imagination https://www.instagram.com/p/BoltzzxggsZ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=fzyjxlin0kdw


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4 years ago

When the eyes tell more than words can describe in a picture.


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8 years ago

(I recorded an hour + worth of footage with my sis for the last day but non of it even saved btw) Yes, I stayed on longer…I have officially witnessed everything. The beginning. The transformation. The end. I now have real human XP. I put on my original, iconic penguin style that I’ve had for the past 10 years and my first plain igloo. Words cannot describe how very reminiscent and sad I am so I’ll leave it at this; please do not speak to me for the next 10 MORE years.

Waddle On

2005-2017, my first pro MLG game


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I've been thinking about the mums I most likely killed in my garden. I hope they come back in the spring.

I've Been Thinking About The Mums I Most Likely Killed In My Garden. I Hope They Come Back In The Spring.
I've Been Thinking About The Mums I Most Likely Killed In My Garden. I Hope They Come Back In The Spring.


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8 years ago
⏳ #tbt #throwbackthursday @top.tags #toptags #throwbackthursdays #tbts #throwback #tb #instatbt #instatb

⏳ #tbt #throwbackthursday @top.tags #toptags #throwbackthursdays #tbts #throwback #tb #instatbt #instatb #reminisce #reminiscing #backintheday #photooftheday #latetbt #anothertbt #instalike #best #back #memories #instamemory #miss #old #instamoment #instagood #throwbackthursdayy #throwbackthursdayyy


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8 years ago
⏳ #tbt #throwbackthursday @top.tags #toptags #throwbackthursdays #tbts #throwback #tb #instatbt #instatb

⏳ #tbt #throwbackthursday @top.tags #toptags #throwbackthursdays #tbts #throwback #tb #instatbt #instatb #reminisce #reminiscing #backintheday #photooftheday #latetbt #anothertbt #instalike #best #back #memories #instamemory #miss #old #instamoment #instagood #throwbackthursdayy #throwbackthursdayyy


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8 years ago
⏳ #tbt #throwbackthursday @top.tags #toptags #throwbackthursdays #tbts #throwback #tb #instatbt #instatb

⏳ #tbt #throwbackthursday @top.tags #toptags #throwbackthursdays #tbts #throwback #tb #instatbt #instatb #reminisce #reminiscing #backintheday #photooftheday #latetbt #anothertbt #instalike #best #back #memories #instamemory #miss #old #instamoment #instagood #throwbackthursdayy #throwbackthursdayyy


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4 years ago

Kangen

Kangen

@miakamiya

Belakangan ini rindu banget pengin ketemu teman-teman lama. Bagaimana keadaan mereka? Apa enggak pernah terbersit dalam benak mereka untuk sekadar bertanya kabar saja? Ketika kangen, pasti orang kirim teks ke mereka yang dikangenin. Tapi mereka enggak. Setelah melihat mereka menikah, seperti kehilangan teman jalan, teman curhat, teman gosip, teman otaku, teman ngaji. 

Kebanyakan alasannya sibuk mengurus suami dan anak. Okelah anak, tapi suami? manusia dewasa itu tidak bisa mengurus dirinya sendiri? Yah, begitulah mayoritas masyarakat, kalau laki-laki tidak bisa masak, tidak bisa setrika baju atau mencuci piring makannya sendiri, dianggap lumrah. Tapi, kalau wanita? jangan ditanya, bakal di-julid-in deh sama emak-emak--sesama perempuan, yang harusnya mengerti, kalau wanita bisa menjadi wanita karier, seorang ibu, seorang istri, maka sepatutnya laki-laki pun bisa berperan ganda.

Anw, balik lagi ke rasa kangen itu. Ada kalanya ketika sudah punya rasa kangen, sudah membayangkan buat ketemuan, melihat kayak apa mereka sekarang. Apa yang sudah mereka lalui tanpa kita di sampingnya. Membayangkan keseruan ngobrol nantinya. Cerita-cerita masa lalu, ketawa-ketiwi ingat zaman masih polos, enggak ada beban, dan tema ngobrolnya enggak jauh-jauh dari kesukaan yang sama, komik, novel, film, games, banyak lagi deh.

Apa mereka sudah lupa itu semua? Kenapa cuma gw yang masih tertinggal sama ingatan itu, sedangkan mereka sudah berlari meninggalkan gw di belakang. Logika menyuruh untuk berdamai dengan masa lalu--maju ke depan. Tapi, kaki rasanya masih berat. Semua kenangan itu terlalu berharga buat dilupakan. Enggak ngerti kenapa mereka dengan mudahnya membelakangi dan kemudian berlari dari semua itu.

Seperti ditinggalkan dalam kota yang terus berubah. Cuma bisa melihat dari kejauhan, orang-orang yang berlalu-lalang--datang dan pergi. Lalu diberitahu oleh musim sudah bergonta-ganti, bahwa semuanya memang sudah berakhir. Aku mengemasi kenangan penuh warna ke dalam koper masa lalu dan mengucapkan selamat tinggal pada orang-orang yang dulu telah memberikan arti persahabatan dan petualangan.

Kadang merasa kosong, makin enggak suka keramaian, makin tenggelam dengan kesendirian. Kadang menenangkan, tapi sering juga kesepian. At least, mereka bahagia. Melihat teman-teman dekat sudah menjalani kehidupannya, cuma bisa bersyukur, mereka dijaga sama pasangan yang baik.


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7 months ago

The little things in life remind me of you the most.

I taste you in my overly expensive pumpkin spice lattes

The soft patters of the rain ring of your calm laughter

Days where we cloudgazed, nights were never truly appreciated

I brush past strangers, scents overwhelm my senses

I cling onto what little I have of you

The limited time we had.

Sometimes I let my mind drift to what ifs

If you weren't concerned with conceited reputations

Looks from passerbys that do not matter

Actions that should've never occured

If I was into men

Letting go of what happened

Truths that echo through the chambers of my mind

Then I wake up from light slumbers and hold your sweater a little tighter

I miss you.


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