i don't do bad sauce passes

Love Begins
Monterey Bay Aquarium
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Keni

Kiana Khansmith

oozey mess
occasionally subtle

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@caricakes
the world i live in by mary oliver
from the collection “devotions”
J'ai demandé à la lune
Dasha Pliska
Dansscen (Cake-walk) ur Florodora, Vasateatern 1903.
Q&A anytime soon? I've been hoarding questions for you!
I can do one next week! Send ‘em over :))))
i’ve been smelling the ocean lately
it will come out of nowhere, on a breeze. most often at sunset when the sun dips west, towards home. the salty taste that hits the senses the moment you step out the doors of the san diego airport, the morning air heavy with fog that kissed me each california morning.
i’ve been smelling the ocean lately, smelling home.
Pass the happy! 💛 When you get this, reply with 5 things that make you happy and send this to the last 10 people in your notifications! 💖
- stone fruits and/or citrus- when you see something happen in public, look around, make eye contact with a stranger that also saw it happen and you have a jim from the office moment- dogs- when a song i forgot i loved comes on the radio- this message!thank you :3
I love your writing pieces (and your vlogs - and you ofc) <3
thank youuuuuu ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
there are times that i am almost certain i am a telescope.
times when i am stretched, extending and elongating. looking farther than i should, unblurring the bright lights, making the mysterious, the frightening, seem tame.
times when i shut up, fold inside myself, unable to see, my eye piece hidden away. i cant look at anything, except perhaps the shelf in the shed where i sit, unused. i dont know what it is that folds me, that opens me. i am only a telescope.