every time I think about my future and this fucked up society, I'd always find my way back watching sex and the city
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every time I think about my future and this fucked up society, I'd always find my way back watching sex and the city
i fucking love palmer's
cursed with small eyes and straight eyelashes
ANASTASIA 1997
I fear knowing me means hating who I am.
i may have overreacted..
i got earrings for the first time you guys omg
OTMA, 1906
I HATE HAVING A SMALL, FLAT NOSE WHY DID GOD NOT GIVE ME A NOSE BRIDGE
and two days ago I dreamt of a ma carrying me in bridal style and I have 5 pimples omg that is even scarier 😭
I deadass dreamt of him snatching my exam paper and signed it 😞😞 I'm still not over him y'all 💔
being the oldest daughter means having your own parent sees you as a therapist for their problem but also uses your weakness in an argument and invalidates your personal feelings
“A happy day: the Lord sent us a third daughter—Maria, who was safely born at 12.10!” —Nicholas II’s diary (from A Lifelong Passion by Andrei Maylunas and Sergei Mironenko) “Tall, plump with sable brows, a bright blush on her open Russian face, she is especially appealing to a Russian heart. One looks and involuntarily imagines her dressed in a Russian Boyar sarafan; around her arms one imagines muslin sleeves, on the high breast—precious stones, and above the high white brow—a kokoshnik with exquisite pearls ... her eyes illuminate her entire face with a unique, radiant luster; they sometimes seem black, as long eyelashes throw shadows over the bright blush of her soft cheeks. She is merry and alive, but she has not yet awakened completely to life; probably concealed in her are the immense forces of a real Russian woman.” —Sofia Ofrosimova (from Maria Romanov: Third Daughter of the Last Tsar, Diaries and Letters, 1908-1918)