animal crossing villager: ahdjsjdhdhf, you know what i mean, honk?
me: fucking superb you funky little anteater
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
macklin celebrini has autism
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The Stonewall Inn
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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RMH

Kiana Khansmith
almost home

Product Placement

blake kathryn

Discoholic 🪩

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
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sheepfilms
occasionally subtle
★

bliss lane
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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@a-million-stories
animal crossing villager: ahdjsjdhdhf, you know what i mean, honk?
me: fucking superb you funky little anteater
THE POWER
“Amelie has no boyfriend. She’s tried once or twice, but the results were a let down. Instead, she cultivates a taste for small pleasures: dipping her hand into sacks of grain, cracking creme brulee with a teaspoon, and skipping stones at St. Martin’s canal.”
— Le fabuleux destin d'Amelie Poulain, 2001
my computer broke 5 months ago and i just got it back and i found this in one of my folders
When Adam bit the apple he did it because he trusted Eve. Because he loved her. Adam bit into the apple because the woman he loved told him to, no matter what God said. No matter the rules of heaven. What’s heaven to a woman’s love anyway? What’s God to your wife? The first sins of humanity, were trusting others. Eve trusted a snake, Adam trusted Eve, and I trust you. Maybe that’s a sin, just like the first couple. Maybe everyone’s right about us and we’re sinners and we offend God. But like I said, what’s God to a woman’s love anyway? What has heaven got that I can’t find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?
Malls Across 80s America by Michael Galinsky
hmm might rewatch fleabag for the fifth time to boost my unnecessarily high expectations even after knowing the fact that I'll never have the opportunity to fall in love with a hot priest so I'll just torture myself by watching this heart squeezing scene again and again just to find out that at my very core I'm a w-weaky
g o d remember that moment in The Social Network when the lawyers are asking Eduardo about how much his shares were diluted and Andrew Garfield icily says “point zero. three. percent.” and then the music is doing its thing and everyone sort of sits in that moment and Jesse Eisenberg has that look of cloistered anguish???
that’s cinema babey
there are no words
me, 6 glasses of merlot deep, ranting on the back deck of a strangers party to a girl I met in the bathroom 5 minutes ago
there are no words
what books were you assigned to read in a class that you still hold a violent and bitter grudge against
for me it’s into the wild and the scarlet letter
Me getting the mail: always be fuckable
he gets it
If he asked me again, I think I would say yes… Do you think he’ll ask me again?
LITTLE WOMEN 2019, dir. Greta Gerwig