no matter how normalised it gets I will die on the hill that it is rude to record strangers in public without their consent
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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The Stonewall Inn
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Love Begins
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YOU ARE THE REASON

if i look back, i am lost
Jules of Nature
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One Nice Bug Per Day

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no matter how normalised it gets I will die on the hill that it is rude to record strangers in public without their consent
did anyone else know that if you keep waiting for the right time you’ll end up waiting forever??
need argentina to lose so bad
ROMAN HOLIDAY 1953 — dir. William Wyler
Sundays are the universe's way of reminding us that it is okay to be still. it’s a day made of soft fabrics, slow melodies, and the gentle art of doing absolutely nothing with a deeply romantic heart.
— Herakles, Euripides
you have to post bull shit online. to fulfill your amazing digital purpose
Suddenly, with July, the heat of sultry summer has jumped on us and we go about the house barefoot, in bathing suits, drinking iced drinks.
Sylvia Plath, Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. II: 1956 -1963
I'm thankful for what I have
yeah “i can teach you” is kind and gentle and warm and comforting. it’s also hot. right
a water nymph unfit for this world
imma shift to a reality where Gina Linetti has a Tumblr blog
whos coming with me
Anne Sexton, from "The Fury of Sundays" in The Complete Poems
never change, dustin henderson!
I am the very model of a frightened shaking animal
Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Dr. and Mrs. J.G. Holland, written c. November 1858, from The Letters of Emily Dickinson (1845-1886)