she/her, early 20s
transphobes & fancops are not welcomed here

Kiana Khansmith
Keni
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.

if i look back, i am lost

Origami Around
trying on a metaphor

JVL
almost home
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Mike Driver

izzy's playlists!
Xuebing Du
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Peter Solarz

Andulka
sheepfilms

#extradirty
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she/her, early 20s
transphobes & fancops are not welcomed here
British poet Edward James, captivated by his wife, had the trail of her wet footprints from a bath woven into the carpet.
Found myself wanting to say that "consuming text is easy and passive, unlike video which requires active effort to watch" and then realized this is the opposite of what basically every other human being would say.
Joe L’Estrange - Old Cat Walking (oil on board), 2007
you know those studies showing that cursing helps with pain tolerance or whatever. that’s how i feel about making my weird little noises to get through my basic daily activities. sometimes you just have to go hggblaaaah for a minute so you can find the strength within yourself to get up or wash the dishes or send an email. mmmnneh. urgh. the torments are unending but you can always make some little sounds about it.
not now kitten. the enormity of daddy's desire is disgusting him
Roman Charity (1612) by Peter Paul Rubens
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my thoughts are full of young women nursing middle-aged men today
sometimes i look at his wrinkles being more prominent in the certain light and my pussy clenches so violently i worry about my hemoglobin levels with the way my vision gets instantly dark and my head dizzy as the blood rushes from my brain to my crotch
*my eyes start glowing bright red* I need the PDF
#NEEDTHAT
My beloved grape ashcrop…
bark bark
ngl there's this fic where the author described my blorbo's dying rotting body most deliciously, and then my blorbo gets his hands on this young thing, and he vomits blood in her mouth, and his dick is necrotic but he still squirts for her, and there's mommy kink, and—- so I've been thinking about this one a lot. for many hours, dizzy
*pointing to your political protégé* you know that thing would eat you if you died, right?