The New York Times Photo Archives. 43rd Street and Broadway. New York. 1937
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The New York Times Photo Archives. 43rd Street and Broadway. New York. 1937
me: I'm going to bed early tonight.
me:
me: is that the sun
me: *is left alone with my thoughts for more than two seconds*
me: the suffering begins
dang girl are you my appendix because I don’t understand how you work but this feeling in my stomach makes me want to take you out
It’s fun to chant “Bloody Mary” into your car’s side mirror three times and watch her jog and try to keep up.
Being a dick even to demons
me when people act like friends being married at my age is normal
bulge pictures are a lot hotter than dick pictures. I want to imagine teasing a man through his underwear, my tongue drawing a line over his whole length, softly sucking on the fabric, massaging him while knowing exactly that it’s not gonna be enough, yet it’s better than no stimulation at all.
You are over-encumbered and cannot run
“In Europe they–”
WHERE in Europe??!? WHERE??? You mean Iceland?? Azerbaijan? The Netherlands? Liechtenstein???? THERE ARE 50 COUNTRIES IN EUROPE. ALL WITH DIFFERENT CULTURES. SO PRAY TELL ME, WHERE IN FUCKING EUROPE.
THANK YOU.
nice going dude you deactivated my almonds
I just want to live in a world where I can have a single piece of toast slathered in butter and not hate myself afterward.
I want to explore old abandoned homes with creaky floors and broken windows with you.
u all gonna die
“Be a healer: Whatever your life path is there’s always going to be that person who will eventually be your ‘someone.’ Someone you can be vulnerable, sensitive, and open with. Someone who will one day take your sulking heart to see the sunset by the bay and then you end up buying them flowers at the supermarket for their soul to smile every Sunday morning. Someone who will see the best version of themselves in your eyes as you look back at theirs feeling just the same, but you’ll never be the same. You’ll be better. You’ll be stronger. You’ll be the one person who can understand how they want to be held when their world seems to be falling apart, and you’ll try to be there for them because they gave you a purpose which is to love as long as you are alive. Sometimes just being there is all it takes to be someone’s infinity.”
— juansen dizon, You’re my someone