Time flows in a strange way on Sundays
Moonbear, 20, She/Her
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Kaledo Art
we're not kids anymore.

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Today's Document
NASA

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Three Goblin Art
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Stranger Things
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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KIROKAZE
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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todays bird
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@ominous-moon-bear
Time flows in a strange way on Sundays
Moonbear, 20, She/Her
love my pumpkin
scary my pumpkin
Everyone please tell me have you seen one of your top artists live this year
cas is sitting in the back seat and he's trying to sign up for a monthly tabloid using his phone browser or something and he's mad because he has to put in a last name and he doesn't have one and dean just blurts out "well you can just use mine then". meanwhile sam is just sitting there.
i see the lazarus rising barn scene on the inside of my eyelids when i blink
'is he stupid' is one of the funniest things to add at the end of a sentence it's right up there with 'many such cases' and 'because of woke'
I thought it would be an hour of listening to screaming and looking at pictures of draculas, but it was so much for frightening than fathomed
my uncle was somewhat of a rascal. we were hanging out on the roof of his barn when i was ten, and we saw some shooting stars. he told me they were angels carrying messages from god. then he handed me his old hunting rifle and taught me how to nick one out of the sky, even when it was travelling all fast like that, and how to triangulate its location — taking me out in his rusty truck down dirt roads, unerring and unceasing, until we saw that gleaming lantern. he pocketed the note from god and took me down to a pinboard where he was working on deciphering the language with his friend who was a linguistics major but got kicked out of grad school. after they shook hands, they held on for just a bit too long and i started wondering why my aunt doesn’t live with my uncle anymore, but then my uncle took me back up stairs and taught me how to fry the angel up real nice, halo and all. it was tasty
“what if they don’t feel the same way? :(”
ok. but what if they do?
― Salma Deera, Letters From Medea
[text ID: The centre of every poem is this: / I have loved you. / I have had to deal with that.]
Óscar Murillo.
phil lester it seems i’ve grown quite fond of you though there are no sexual urges or desires you come to me as a long lost friend whom I once picked apples with in papa’s orchard
hello philyuri.
woah... hello philyaoi. love is love
me subconsciously: maybe you’re so obsessed with tv shows and fictional couples bc you’re trying to fill a void inside you that is empty because you’re terrified of physical intimacy and no one has ever been in love with you?
me:…..nah.