in another universe, my window is open and im laying on my floor. i am 12 years old. nothing bad has happened to me.

if i look back, i am lost
almost home
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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in another universe, my window is open and im laying on my floor. i am 12 years old. nothing bad has happened to me.
This will go to deaf ears, but can we please stop redacting/black boxing sentences from memes until you can't see anything but black lines? This is a mess. Just make a new one.
Knife Condemned To Week Inside Saran-Wrapped Brownie Pan
ugh this is so fucking sexy look at it there helpless
At this point people have to be planting these shirts in secondhand stores. No way someone would get rid of this
If I knew this existed, I would wear this for my psychology classes.
It exists and you can buy it HERE!!!😂😅
@shiftythrifting
"how have u been”
bro i want to disappear forever without a single explanation
hey um i’ve got some bad news. we mulled your boyfriend. he fell in the wine and we mulled him. yeah with the cinnamon sticks.
Endre Penovác’s Cats.
Gorgeous, emotive water color paintings of black cats by Endre Penovác.
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do you ever sabotage your own free time? like wtf is that about? i want to play this game or read or do something specific but instead i will just stare out the window or scroll mindlessly???
Pierrot et le Chat Théophile Alexandre Steinlen, (1859-1923)
moans get a lot of attention and rightly so but - just someone's breath? hearing it change as you touch them, a gasp when you find just the right spot, getting heavier and faster when they get closer, faltering and ceasing for a moment just before they come, panting, then slowing as they wind down, lying against your chest? i am begging
tumblr is so like. meaningless. just clicking around. reading lil poem fragments. reblogging things just bcuz the vibe is good. seeing the same paintings on the dash 5 times in a day. making my little 2 note posts. love it here.
I love the idea of dead gods. Not in the sense of “hey i killed something supernaturally strong” but in the sense of “i killed it and it’s still a god.” It is still worshipped. prayers are still answered. miracles are performed in its name, even as it lies pierced by a thousand swords and burning with chemical fire. even as it drifts through vacuum, decapitated and bleeding molten rock. in cosmic spite of being shot through each eye and hurled into a plasma reactor, it still radiates the power of the divine in a way that primitive death cannot smother. the nature of godhood is not so simple as to be tied to the mortality, or immortality, of any living being.
Maybe I'll treat myself to some substance abuse in response to these slight inconveniences