all that i desire, desires me 🧿
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr

shark vs the universe
KIROKAZE
macklin celebrini has autism

pixel skylines
Mike Driver
No title available
$LAYYYTER
noise dept.

No title available
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Game of Thrones Daily

ellievsbear
The Bright Sessions
NASA
No title available
RMH
tumblr dot com
todays bird
seen from Australia
seen from Brazil

seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia
seen from United States

seen from South Africa
seen from United States
seen from Germany

seen from Puerto Rico

seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from Russia
seen from Australia
seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom
@cutthroat-coquette
all that i desire, desires me 🧿
Belkide bir rüyaydım
Senin için..
Uyandın ve ben bittim...
İyi Geceler Güzel Düşler...
i am not the villain or victim. i am the author.
I always get what I ask for and if I don’t, it’s because it’s not meant for me. 🧿
all that i desire, desires me 🧿
“We devour each other, like two savages,” he said.
Anaïs Nin, from The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1931-1932
I love it when it’s late at night and I don’t have to be anywhere. I don’t have to be anyone or act any particular way. I can just be. In the coolness, and the darkness, and even when my mind is racing, it always feels like home. Quiet. I can let my guard down for a while. I can take this fucking armor off.
You can take that mask off. I see you, flaws and all, and I find beauty in your scars. 🎭
By Laura Benson
Aubrey Plaza as Rio Vidal/Death in AGATHA ALL ALONG (2024) 01x08 | "Follow Me My Friend / To Glory at the End"
“I do not have fantasies. Fantasy opens me up; I become fantasy. I am the dangerous daughter, thigh-stroking, soft-tongued lover, the pit, the well, the well of horniness, laughter rolling up out of me like gravy boiling over the edge of a pan. I become the romantic, the mystic, the one without shame, rocking myself on the hop of a rock, a woman as sharp as coral. I make in my mind the muscle that endures, tame rage and hunger to spirit and blood. I become the rock. I become the knife. I am myself the mystery. The me that will be waits for me. If I cannot dream myself new, how will I find my true self?”
— Dorothy Allison, The Muscles of the Mind, Trash