+whiteblondewashout
Oh, hello.

tannertan36
noise dept.
d e v o n
🩵 avery cochrane 🩵
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

ellievsbear
RMH

Discoholic 🪩

@theartofmadeline

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Origami Around

#extradirty
art blog(derogatory)
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pixel skylines
Show & Tell

Kiana Khansmith
Sweet Seals For You, Always

gracie abrams
macklin celebrini has autism
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@honeybeebabv-blog
+whiteblondewashout
Oh, hello.
honeybeebabv:
That’s… cute.
:3c I’m cute
You are. Yes.
People seem to be scared of you... I don’t think I am.
+some-blood-saint
…..
…Hello…?
…if this is a prank, it’s not funny right now, and if it’s not–go away–
....This is not a prank
+some-bloody-saint
.....
+crashqueencraze
... :0
Hi!
+prettyfuckinglow
Hello...
[why is tumblr mobile still so fucking ugly]
honeybeebabv:
Its very unique. Your posters are easy to spot.
My name is Honey-B!
:)!!!
:O! Oh! Buzz buzz, bzz bzz~
That’s… cute.
honeybeebabv:
Ah, the name does sound familiar. You’re… the scar one, yes?
.. AHA! //giggles wildly// That’s meeee~~~ scarface~
Y’got a name, cutie?
Its very unique. Your posters are easy to spot.
My name is Honey-B!
honeybeebabv:
How are you? Could I ask your name?
Why, it’s Red, darlin’~ Red Echo~~
Ah, the name does sound familiar. You’re... the scar one, yes?
honeybeebabv:
Oh… um, hello?
Hola…~
How are you? Could I ask your name?
Oh... um, hello?
You enter, a party. Everyone is there, past, present, and future. You blink, as there is no harsh light, and this hurts your eyes. Someone squeals your name, but you confide to them that you are unaware of yourself. They laugh, all of them, together. Unease sinks into you. You try to retrace your steps, think of why you allowed them to bring you here. There is no resolution, nor a right answer. People tend to not see you, and you are fraught with all the pieces of you that seem to be strewn across the floor. They instead make them conversation pieces, while ignoring you. You reach for a glass, feeling God’s Eye on you. You exit, looking for a window.
Angel_01 (GIF), Manny Robertson - 2016