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she/they  | jengsho boyfriends enthusiast

[nkbaekgu]

— they are in love, your honor

[calumsash]

In my life, I love you more

[148dazed]

★ TIGHTS SET !

hello again :D the tights collection is finally here !! I saw sooo many cute tights on yesstyle and decided to make them for ts4 ♡ there are sooo many more that I want to do tbh but then this set would be soooo BIG (╥﹏╥) and I also didnt want to make yall wait so long hehe,,,, sooo maybe I will do a part 2 in the future :D

BG & HQ compatible !  + enabled for BOTH frames !! 1. FISHNET BOW TIGHTS ☆ 2 versions (front + back) ☆ 4302 POLYS ☆ 16 SWATCHES

2. FISHNET BOW TIGHTS V2 ☆ 2304 POLYS ☆ 32 SWATCHES

3. SPIDERWEB TIGHTS ☆ 36 SWATCHES

4. SPIDERWEB TIGHTS V2 ☆ 20 SWATCHES

5. DIAMOND STAR TIGHTS ☆ 2 versions ☆ 22 SWATCHES

DOWNLOAD (Patreon, Public on April 15)

you can tag me if you use my stuff i would love to see :D please message me if you notice any problems with my CC ♡ thank you for your support !! ʚ♡︎ɞ

[weltenwellen]

Ada Limón, from "Crush", Sharks in the Rivers

[weltenwellen]

Andrea Gibson, Lord of the Butterflies

[llovelymoonn]

favourite poems of december

a.r. ammons collected poems: 1951-1971: "dunes"

jennifer robertson shrill shirts will always balloon

n. scott momaday in the presence of the sun: stories and poems, 1961-1991: "the delight song of tsoai-talee"

ted berrigan the collected poems of ted berrigan: "bean spasms"

natalie diaz when my brother was an aztec: "abecedarian requiring further examination of anglikan seraphym subjugation of a wild indian rezervation"

greg miller watch: "river"

joanna klink excerpts from a secret prophecy: "terrebonne bay"

dorothy dudley pine river bay

brenda shaughnessy our andromeda: "our andromeda"

frank lima incidents of travel in poetry: "orfeo"

lehua m. taitano one kind of hunger

no'u revilla kino

linda hogan when the body

paul verlaine one hundred and one poems by paul verlaine: a biligual edition: "moonlight" (tr. norman r. shapiro)

mahmoud darwish the butterfly's burden: "the cypress broke" (tr. fady joudah)

mahmoud darwish the butterfly's burden: "your night is of lilac"

amir rabiyah prayers for my 17th chromosome: "our dangerous sweetness"

sara nicholson the living method: "the end of television"

charles shields proposal for a exhibition

ginger murchison a scrap of linen, a bone: "river"

tsering wangmo dhompa virtual

anne carson the beauty of the husband: "v. here is my propaganda one one one one oneing on your forehead like droplets of luminous sin"

muriel rukeyser the collected poems of muriel rukeyser: "the book of the dead"

anne stevenson stone milk: "the enigma"

david tomas martinez love song

robert fitzgerald charles river nocturne

thomas mcgrath the movie at the end of the world: collected poems: "many in the darkness"

linda rodriguez heart's migration: "the amazon river dolphin"

donald revell the glens of cithaeron

sumita chakraborty dear, beloved

angela jackson and all these roads be luminous: "miz rosa rides the bus"

kofi

[llovelymoonn]

sharon williams \\ @ruhlare \\ maureen gillespie stormy sky

kofi

[andre1ova-deactivated20260516]

"The moon knows."

"What are you talking about?"

"The moon knows that we' re in love."

[geopsych]

There’s an immature bluebird on the sixth fence post from the left.

(What’s surprising is how few actual hobbits we see while we’re out there.)

[rosysmoke]

[taylorswift]

Allow me to introduce…The 1989 (my version) Sunrise Boulevard Vinyl Edition💛 Available on my site for the next 48 hours 🥰

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[weltenwellen]

Kay Redfield Jamison, An Unquiet Mind: A Memoir of Moods and Madness

[llovelymoonn]

yiyun li the book of goose

kofi

[kittymiyas-blog]

[legendarytragedynacho]

ABBA performing in an England TV

Queen performed in that program too. You can see Roger Taylor's drum kit on stage.

Location: Granada Studios, Manchester, England

Broadcast: Wednesday 25 December 1974, ITV (Granada), UK

[apoemaday]

Full Moon

by Alice Oswald

Good God! What did I dream last night? I dreamt I was the moon. I woke and found myself still asleep. It was like this: my face misted up from inside And I came and went at will through a little peephole. I had no voice, no mouth, nothing to express my trouble, except my shadows leaning downhill, not quite parallel. Something needs to be said to describe my moonlight. Almost frost but softer, almost ash but wholer. Made almost of water, which has strictly speaking No feature, but a kind of counter-light, call it insight. Like in woods, when they jostle their hooded shapes, Their heads congealed together, having murdered each other, There are moon-beings, sound-beings, such as deer and half-deer Passing through there, whose eyes can pierce through things. I was like that: visible invisible visible invisible. There’s no material as variable as moonlight. I was climbing, clinging to the underneath of my bones, thinking: Good God! Who have I been last night?

[metamorphesque]

when I am among the trees, mary oliver (read by amanda palmer)

made by yours truly

[metamorphesque]

When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself, in which I have goodness, and discernment, and never hurry through the world but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves and call out, “Stay awhile.” The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It's simple,” they say, “and you too have come into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled with light, and to shine.”