my gender is loverboy
hello vonnie
will byers stan first human second
almost home
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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Kaledo Art
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my gender is loverboy
Lisa Lane, US Women’s Chess Champion, playing at the Marshall Chess Club, NYC in 1960.
Lisa Lane, US Women’s Chess Champion, playing at the Marshall Chess Club, NYC in 1960.
Dating good to have someone listen to me monologue and they like doing it because my pussy is so strong
vvitch better have my money
payeth me what thee owe me
New series bc I got pinterest shuffles and i’m making it everyone’s problem. Books as shuffles! Starting off with The Song of Achilles.
the most romantic thing a person can do is read and annotate your favorite book and then give it to you.
theres no thought out there that makes my heart ache more than the thought that someone in the ancient world looked up at the same moon that i look at every night and loved its silvery beauty as much as i
Reblog this to prove your blog was made before the February 2022 tumblr resurgence
carpe noctem
Moodboard for @iwillpunchyouintheface! :]
reblog if you are actually a ghost from the 1800’s that is blogging from beyond the grave
Michelangelo’s David at the School of Belle Arti Museum in Florence, Italy.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
victor frankenstein is like “i’ve been hunted by the vilest of creatures” and the vilest of creatures is crying alone in the woods
A moment 🖤
Ig//in.herbones
Marie-Claire Bancquart, from “I Walk in the Solitude of Books,” wr. c. 1963