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if i look back, i am lost
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Stranger Things
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Misplaced Lens Cap
we're not kids anymore.
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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feeling so loved got me out here saying shit like "everything is a win when the goal is experience"
crack cocaine
what a stupid lamb
oh me, oh my! i just stumbled upon your page and your art, and i adore you! bisous x
greatly flattered and endeared! thank you so much for popping in 💌
𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅, 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒍𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆 🏰
the only thing i miss about g1 monster high that i wish they kept in g3 monster high is that in g1 lagoona called someone a cunt and got in trouble for it.
like i kinda get why they removed it but also it’s hysterical to imagine all the monster high-ified words and then lagoona is like Alright cunt!
i know you said we ride at dawn but i’m not a morning person actually. can we ride after lunch
I gotta hand it to sandler that this scene is exactly what listening to that song feels like.
thinking about how edythe turns him within 387 pages..
thinking about how edythe turns him within 387 pages..
“The smell of coffee, white dust, tobacco and burnt bread, flowers with a fragrance of wine, and the crimson fruit, soft and overripe. A girl looking over her bare shoulder, with a flash of a smile, gold ear-rings showing from thick black hair brushed away from her face, long arms, a cigarette between her lips. Night like a great dark blanket, voices murmuring at a street corner, the air warm with tired flowers, and a hum from the sea.”
— Daphne du Maurier, from “I Will Never Be Young Again,” published c. 1932
Opposable thumbs are handy
You are not “GETTING WORSE IN ART” you are “MALNOURISHED” and need a “GOOD SALMON DINNER”
“i should take a walk for my mental health” boring, tired, i don’t even really wanna do it tbh
“i need to check the perimeter” i need to check the perimeter