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As for the matter of my estate, I bequeath the entirety of the manor and its land to whichever of my heirs can abide by the following conditions.

#aka 1000 scenes of austin butler in dresses and liptick #egg.fic #mota-rboating #i try not to be self-deprecating in the tags but yes i hate the summary and its subject to change

kaylmao

work like a red onion

play like a white onion

fuck like a green onion

#food

play-now-my-lord

sometimes I miss las vegas. It felt honest in way nowhere else I've lived has. Honest in the ways it hated you and tried to kill you. Honest in that everyone was on meth or running from meth. Honest in that tourists and locals viewed each other with open spite and tried to avoid each other at all costs. Honest in that if you just picked a direction and walked all day and laid down to sleep you'd never get back to civilization and would probably die of thirst. You don't get any of that in the pacific northwest

play-now-my-lord

Everyone who lives there wants to escape, but it mutilates you, learning to live there prepares you to live nowhere else on earth. It's a place where ambition goes to die. The casinos are all laid out to draw feet into their gravity, implosive forces on a tremendous scale. Twisting the orbits of daily life like an occult star. You walk into a convenience store, a laundromat, a pharmacy, and there's always someone there up front, by the slot machine, just gambling everything away. Usually smoking, often retired. They'll run out of money and just sit there for a while, not looking at anything. Every day feels like poison in the bloodstream, blackout curtains drawn against the oppressive light of the sun, wall AC caked with frost, dark all the time. Light is for outside. The lights outside are so bright you could walk onto the street with a book at midnight and keep on reading. Keeps killing birds, knocking them out of the sky. They used to detonate nuclear weapons under the earth, keeping their eye sharp for the end of days. They used to set them off above ground, too, and I imagine those people at the up-front slots, dead eyes catching distant reflections of hydrogen bombs, not even paying attention - pulling the arm, pressing the button, winning big, and going back to the busy work of losing everything

#words #vegas au

soapsmoviesfootballfan

#arch ur back baby i wanna see something #austin

mgopinoon

#tiny hips strike again....#austin

mewwon

Yeah this is my wet hay perfume. this one’s my wet forest soil one, but then this other one is just plain wet soil. This one’s rotten citrus wet soil. That’s my fresh tennis ball one. Ohh and that one is supposed to represent the horrors of war lol

#legit tho i luv my wet forest soil perfume #perfume talk

viridians-deactivated20131004

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Well you are the one, the one that lies close to me Whispers “Hello, I’ve missed you quite terribly” I fell in love, in love with you suddenly Now there’s no place else I could be but here in your arms

#most romantic song of all time?#jams

resetme

Everything about her intrigued me. Her endless confidence, her weird turn of phrase, the surprising poetry that slipped through the cracks of her madness.

BABY REINDEER (2024) Episode 1.

#baby reindeer #was watching this in basically one sitting a good idea? well.

boo-kei

RICHARD GADD & HIS PINK PEN

#my angel who is insane #half man

minyard-05

love my hockey mutuals. occasionally poetry snippets or kafka quotes will cross my dash tagged "san jose sharks" and i have to think well i didn't watch it so who am i to judge. maybe franz kafka did write that about the san jose sharks

#hockey :/