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an inspoblr / writeblr. quotes, pics, lyrics.
summer is all year long here.
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Origami Around
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON

gracie abrams
Game of Thrones Daily
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Today's Document
macklin celebrini has autism
Noah Kahan
Sweet Seals For You, Always
$LAYYYTER
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

Discoholic 🪩
noise dept.
Keni
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Cosimo Galluzzi
TMBGareOK. The Official They Might Be Giants tumblr
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
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// valeria. val. main / @snowchildz
an inspoblr / writeblr. quotes, pics, lyrics.
summer is all year long here.
ao3
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vomit on his bed and then leave
Roni Horn Seizure of Hope
Hauser & Wirth
21 May 2026 to 1 August 2026
Knapped fire opal blade ✦ antler handle & leather sheath
I Do Know Some Things Richard Siken
Witches and Sorceresses in John William Waterhouse paintings.
not enough scenes in books where characters kill someone and throw up afterwards. like something has to be done
paladin mike staring longingly into the distance (as he should) to get me hyped up for the cleradin fic i'm writing.
“My wounds have turned into an armour and my heart refuses to take it off no matter how many times you tell me, the war is now over.”
— Channing M
Carrie Fisher, from The Princess Diarist.
Joy Sullivan, from “These Days People Are Really Selling Me On California”, Instructions for Traveling West
Burning Car, 1984, Jay Wolke
Leila Chatti, "Postcard from Gone"
[ Text ID:
When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.
Don't make this bigger than it is, which is big enough to swallow whales and civilizations.
I joined the blue, I was blue.
And when I looked down, I shattered and reformed so many times, you know, I couldn't catch a clear look at myself. ]