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JBB: An Artblog!
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Cosimo Galluzzi
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@rspbrrybrt
*doesn’t show affection* oh no, I’m making things awkward!!
*shows affection* oh no, I’m making things awkward!!
Hope my soulmate ain’t doing any fuck shit like polluting the earth or leading anybody on
wait....I just realized that everything I used to tweet but now can’t because I need to be a ~professional~ online since the internet is my job I can put here. omg
friend: don’t you ever worry about men thinking you’re high maintenance?
me: *in a silk bathrobe, on my 5th step of my PM skincare routine, trying to choose between 8 colors to paint my nails according to what best suits my mood and skintone, a cup of dandelion tea cools on the counter top, mixed with lemon, chia seeds, and raw honey* nah
I hate when someone turns my music down in the car to speak.. u think your convo is more important than this absolute banger… get out
“I feel divided. I feel a dichotomy within myself. I am ready for the future, but I mourn the past, […] And it’s a very real rite of passage — you have to let go of things. You have to mourn them like a death so that you can move on.”
THE LAST DAY GUYS
Every April 30th, like clockwork.
At least I know that the people of tumblr will never let me down.
Valentina by Ernesto Casillas
Norwegian Forest Cats
self care is listening to Africa by Toto for 22 hours straight, staring into the void until all your feelings, impulses, muscles, and skin melt away and you are but a pile of bones vibrating along to 80’s synth wave