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Not today Justin
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
NASA
cherry valley forever
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Origami Around
trying on a metaphor
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
dirt enthusiast
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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#extradirty
Mike Driver
KIROKAZE

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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@beatrcx-blog
Madison Davenport at Women’s March in Los Angeles (21.01)
↳ madison davenport’s photoshoots 5 / ?.
“Geez, is it T H A T hard to find a good lawyer in town that won’t highway rob me??” The red head sighed as she set her phone down, looking at all the papers in front of her. Everything in front of her was paperwork of her mother’s estate, but she needed a lawyer to get it all sorted out. She moved her hair back out of her face. “So I guess all those recommendations from ANGIE’S LIST are out the window. I’m never going to get this sort out... I need lunch.”
aurorafairchild:
— dirt streaked her ALABASTER skin, caked beneath once PRISTINE finger nails, her hair, no longer the perfect curls they were yesterday morning, now they were a knotted dirty mess, her dress tattered & torn & yet here she stood, miles & miles from her home, at the corner of main & first looking a mess, with shaky hands & wild eyes, searching for the nearest hotel.
“---Hey, you ALRIGHT??” Beatrix spoke to the other person she saw nearby. She seemed a bit... out of place, in her book. “You lost or something??”
dianaspencer:
“ i’m not HERE for to play tiddlywinks, if you want to feed, feed. if not, it’s a seventy-five dollar fee for making me get my ass out here for n o t h i n g. “
“---I’m sorry, but I think you have the W R O N G person. The only thing I will be eating is a large pepperoni pizza.”
bansheeavalon:
“So…what exactly does a screamer do for work around here?” Her ability is far from a useful one, unlike the witches she’s seen capitalizing on their skills. Not for the first time, Avalon wishes she’d been born anything but a banshee. It seemed to be nothing but a curse.
“If you find the answer, let me know.” Beatrix said softly as she looked at the other in front of her. “I would suggest just taking a Q U I E T job somewhere.”
calliicpe:
“if you want my help that badly, you’re going to have to practice being QUIET.”
“Well FINE. See if I give my opinion again.”
bloodlustlyhayden:
“Stop your fidgeting, alright? Many have tried to escape that chair all have failed.” Hayden spoke coldly as veins grew through the skin of his face and his tone grew darker. He walked over to the other and leaned down to meet them at eye level. “Listen, I’m sorry about this, I really am. You seem like a really nice person and it’s nothing personal but I need to eat and…” He paused and removed a sharp combat knife from the clip on his hip. “Let’s face it, no one is really going to miss you. Now, stay still. I just want to drain you slowly but I will snap your neck if you don’t listen.”
FROZEN. That was the only word that could think of to describe exactly how she was feeling in that moment. What a scene she had to walk in on. She also couldn’t deny the S C R E A M that was building up in her throat. No, this person couldn’t die. “Just... let them go,” she spoke with a week voice. She wasn’t sure she could even be heard. “Let them go home. This isn’t very fair to them...”
angelicatowie:
‘ —- and i thought you didn’t believe all the CRAP i say? yet, here you are, standing on my door. ‘ a sigh escaped the blonde’s lips replaced quickly by a small smile. ‘ how can i help you? ‘
“Yeah well, my brother SWEARS by you.” Beatrix sat down, biting her lip a bit. “Are you really that good at... you know... fortune teller stuff??”