something symbolic in a simple thought
a shaved asshole is easier to clean but it still coughs up shit occasionally i miss those cling ons
tho my dahws are cleaner
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@ignisorso
something symbolic in a simple thought
a shaved asshole is easier to clean but it still coughs up shit occasionally i miss those cling ons
tho my dahws are cleaner
I want our song to scar my inner ear to embed beyond the reach of time or anything human how did it go, again? i cant seem to recall
Gris-Gris I
I want someone I love to beat the shit out of me. Maybe then I'd wake up.
shitting while Charlie Manson serenades you about Ego is p surreal
Sea Salt
By Mir.I.Am
u up?
come over here im cold and you’re the closest thing to a blanket i’ve got
(For you, out There)
of the things you hate about you there’s that one you cant seem to kill.
(untitled): ii
in the murk of the river styx i find an air pocket it’s in the curl of my fetal heart im petrified to move out of fear what will come. so i stay down there in the muck the gross disgust hoping the air wont run out.
(untitled): IIII/IV
I need permission to desecrate my altar I need the word for me to move I need permission to desecrate my altar I need to know you approve, otherwise nothing goes down I need permission to desecrate my altar I need permission to rearrange my pieces I need permission for the pieces to unfold I want permission to fall apart
on Everything (never at fault)
im trying hard to give a shit but it’s just not working out. you are literally the worst and boring as fuck. just start again, and this time try, try to do a better job
This is Lie :: She is Luxury
Let me count the things I love And for each a petal give. A rose shall mark all that I may want For this I shall say:
A petal for my loves
I love, You You You, You, you You.
But, fret not my little pretties There’s enough to go around.
This has been a hard month for writing at least on my end.
Sometimes I freak out and just want to quit writing.
Try writing about how much you hate/want-to-quit writing. Very therapeutic.
please protect muslim girls who are harassed for:
Wearing the hijab
Not Wearing the hijab
Wearing makeup + Skinny jeans with their hijab
Wearing the hijab but not being religious
being religious but not wearing the hijab
not fitting the quiet stereotype
fitting the quiet stereotype
Just Please protect Muslim Girls.
untitled (a Poem for the Stars who've Snuffed it)
the stars above die. why the fuck would you live forever?
lacking words: poetry poem
logic diverged, gone = deep poetry.
Another Ode to Young Cocksuckers
young cocksuckers dream of distant lands where they’re raised free-range. of roman capitals, and bath houses full of. of happiness, ringing ringing ringing young cocksuckers dream while choking Choke Choke Cant breathe on their dream. Dont we all have a little cocksucker in us
I’m gay I need a fucking cigarette