Hi, loves. I haven’t been very active on this blog because I’ve moved to another.
If you would like to follow me and my journey, or simply enjoy my content, you can follow me on my new blog lavande-femme.
Sending lots of love.
lavande-femme
Acquired Stardust
No title available
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

ellievsbear
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

PR's Tumblrdome

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Not today Justin

Discoholic 🪩

★

roma★
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Jules of Nature
Keni
No title available
Peter Solarz
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
art blog(derogatory)
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Sade Olutola

seen from United States

seen from Finland
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Italy
seen from Singapore

seen from Singapore
seen from United States
seen from Italy

seen from Netherlands
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia
seen from Poland
seen from Australia
seen from United States

seen from Germany

seen from Malaysia
seen from Japan

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Italy
@angelic-pride
Hi, loves. I haven’t been very active on this blog because I’ve moved to another.
If you would like to follow me and my journey, or simply enjoy my content, you can follow me on my new blog lavande-femme.
Sending lots of love.
lavande-femme
Hi, loves. I haven’t been very active on this blog because I’ve moved to another.
If you would like to follow me and my journey, or simply enjoy my content, you can follow me on my new blog lavande-femme.
Sending lots of love.
lavande-femme
Hi, loves. I haven’t been very active on this blog because I’ve moved to another.
If you would like to follow me and my journey, or simply enjoy my content, you can follow me on my new blog lavande-femme.
Sending lots of love.
lavande-femme
She is, 2018, Acrylic on paper
The Mourning Star
https://www.instagram.com/xoxosophia_/
“…and black angels went on flying through the failing light, angels with long hair, and hearts of olive oil.”
— Federico García Lorca, tr. by Robert Bly, from “The Quarrel,”
“You think “divine” means perfection, but perfect what? Beauty, cruelty, or both?”
— the gods are not kind (via hynpos)
molten gold drips from my eyes and spatters on my chest, erasing the scars that mark it. i wake up and start anew, unscarred but still haunted by a life that once was mine.
“He himself went on ahead of them, bowing himself to the ground seven times, until he came near his brother. But Esau ran to meet him, and embraced him, and fell on his neck and kissed him, and they wept.”
— Genesis 33:3-4 NRSV
YOUR SHOULDERS ARE TOO HEAVY; put some of that weight down and talk to someone. ( you don’t have to do it all alone. )