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touch me, and don’t you dare leave me feeling untouched.
Heaven is the
Chateau pool
without fail everywhere i go ive loved and love most if not all my coworkers! majority of humans are the best and so cute and i love laughing and interacting in small ways and building my day up with another person in an enclosed space its emotionally intimate in a sort of way theres nothing on the line since we are both there for the sake of filling our wallets but in the process there is so much learned, shared, and built together like what !! i love this little time! we are just navigating the horrors of capitalism together my fellow being.
i love when they all fall over laughing so tickled and giggled in peppa pig at the end of every episode
one year sober <3 couldnt have fathomed a time this peaceful and gentle in my life a year ago let alone the year before that and many more before. I am here now thats all that matters..thank you god for making me so brave and capable of having anything I want
i can feel my brain fully developing i am so happy this is a great gift from life
i feel like that stupid smiths song where morissey is complaining
i want all the sweetness not a freckle of tart. please?
arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion!
today
i got on the bus and next thing i know im catching a glimpse of a house ive been fully naked sleeping inside of, the one in which i rummaged the fridge every morning, one where i spilled my dreams and most fragile precious thoughts. now all i saw was just a house and that little black car… all of it sitting still like it always has with or without me
look at the little babies
Cimetière de Montmartre. Photo by Amber Maitrejean