Today's Document
i don't do bad sauce passes
noise dept.
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
AnasAbdin
Keni

oozey mess
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Sweet Seals For You, Always

Andulka
Misplaced Lens Cap

Product Placement
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
KIROKAZE
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RMH
hello vonnie

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tannertan36
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@estridentes
i saw a post on twitter by a european saying americans are fake for their random compliments to strangers and their general cheery demeanor and like no. no no no you don’t understand. if you get a random compliment from an american on the street about your outfit or whatever, that is 100% genuine. we mean it. we aren’t lying we are making a small but fleeting connection with you because our lives are shitty but the human condition is enduring. oh god i’m clutching my chest
𝖠𝗋𝗍 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝗇𝖺-𝖫𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺 𝖲𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗇 | 𝖨𝖦: 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺_𝖺𝗋𝗍
i feel seen by donna tartt books because those characters are constantly getting headaches. that is the migraine representation i need. they are just like me
january is one of those months where you experience every feeling on the human spectrum and you just have to go about your day like that isn't happening
People I met for a few moments that live in my head forever.
live laugh love? nah. languish lament lay down
feeling this
me as a mom
i feel like it needs to be said that this is a quote from carly rae jepsen
“My Answer of Love is You.” Embroidery Confessions Iviva Olenick
– Sue Zhao
[TEXT ID: I know what you wanted. You wanted someone to save you. / No, I wanted somebody to love me. / I think it's the same. It's the same. END ID]
— Franz Kafka, The Metamorphosis