[heartshapedblunts]

[oncce-againn]

hope your dreams taste like me

[persianmom-deactivated20260602]

[sugared-violetts]

does anyone know how to go to sleep

[konoko]

[sasservirus]

[rn-deliabusby]

flickr

[decatris]

[photobirb]

x

[girlinyourphone]

literally no one will ever do it like him ever again

[answersyahoo]

[thegothbutcher]

[overclassy]

[metamorphesque]

“For now she need not think of anybody. She could be herself, by herself. And that was what now she often felt the need of - to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone.”

— Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

[witchrealms]

(x)

[feral-ballad]

Aria Aber, from Hard Damage; “Stone”

[meowmorials]

2006