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alysa liu SHE weekend outfit!!
amber glenn my pookie
https://archiveofourown.org/works/83151876
Oh I forgot to mention that I did post a fanfic about Ilya's reaction to the Madwoman music video with a shoutout to the peloton ad if anyone is interested
ok one more because shes just too pookie
alysa liu bay area swag
photos of amber glenn at the glaad awards by julian hamilton. she’s soooooo gorgeous
Ramrod #1, 1976
some bunny misses you
07-05-2025
August next week !!?!??????!!!!?????!!??????
‘Love is an organic thing. It rots and softens.’
Words by Clementine Von Radics
Commissions still open for apple art! send me a message!! 🍎🍎🍎
words from amsterdam by daughter
- love in the mundane
warsh_tippy and zelda- whatever, dad/ minari/ new years day- taylor swift/ @death-born-aphrodite/ stay, stay, stay- taylor swift/ everything, everywhere, all at once/ i will- mitski/ @death-born-aphrodite/ fleabag/ sweet nothing- taylor swift
Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) dir. Daniel Kwan & Daniel Scheinert
que misterio cada vez que me pongo en pareja me siento como un pedacito de caca
i don’t think people understand how much of life is grief. not just people dying, but losing the version of yourself you thought you’d become. grieving the city you had to leave. the friends you lost not in argument, but in silence. the summer that will never come back. the feeling that maybe you peaked at 12 when you were reading books under the covers and believing in forever