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Keni
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Fai_Ryy
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Misplaced Lens Cap
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Origami Around
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Show & Tell

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noise dept.

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
will byers stan first human second
Xuebing Du
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oozey mess
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Ice Rainbow & Frozen Pink Mist by Atmospherics
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Breathing Purple (by Milamai)
Gates of ChĂąteau de Gudanes at Golden Hour.
âIf you are not authentically you, the real, original you, you will attract people who are not authentically themselves. You will attract and become attracted to things which arenât real, which donât matter. You will become frustrated and angry at small, petty things in your life and you will not understand why. You will feel like the universe is not respecting your space, like itâs bumping into you, constantly. Shoving you. This is because itâs trying to get you to notice who you are. This is because itâs trying to say, âHey! I know you! You are so much more than this!ââ
â iwrotethisforyou, The You The World Waits For
âYou kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry. Only / the sun has come this close, only the sun.â
â Shauna Barbosa, from âGPS,â Cape Verdean Blues (via lifeinpoetry)
âShe smiled at me, and I felt a sudden burning tenderness for this creature so like fruit and roses. I desired her like blue water at dawn.â
â RenĂ©e Vivien
Moonrise
ââShe is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. âTimeâ for her isnât something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.ââ
â Roman Payne (via mulberryrain)
âHe called her a melon, a pineapple, an olive tree, an emerald, and a fox in the snow all in the space of three seconds; he did not know whether he had heard her, tasted her, seen her, or all three together.â
â Virginia Woolf, Orlando (via sullenmoons)