a little commotion for the dress xo
The Bright Sessions

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Today's Document

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YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

@theartofmadeline
The Bowery Presents
todays bird
occasionally subtle
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
NASA

shark vs the universe

izzy's playlists!
Color Me Curious
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Monterey Bay Aquarium

PR's Tumblrdome

bliss lane
seen from Italy

seen from United States

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seen from Bangladesh

seen from Indonesia
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seen from Austria

seen from Poland
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seen from Saudi Arabia
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seen from United States
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@spankme-xo
a little commotion for the dress xo
I could be a good mother
a man at my boyfriends work just said he’s the spitting image of a young James McAvoy.
his exact words were “that guy from shameless” and then got a pic up on Google.
James McAvoy in Shameless UK for context^^
I’m not ok.
I wish I could read fanfics about my boyfriend
Just watched To Die For for the first time and let me say miss Suzanne did NOT KNOW how good she had it..
xo
Wuthering Heights
seasonal depression hit early, kinda disappeared oops xo
xo
can someone invent cigarettes that won’t put me in an early grave, thanks xo
Just fucking tell me what to do, Father.
kneel.
xo
・❥・ Little intro ・❥・
I kinda just shit post here normally.. but you can call me Honey and call this the musings of a weird mid twenties girlie who’s trying to figure her shit out.
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7th August
It’s clear something needs to change. But what?
I normally never need to worry about summertime depression. The sunlight always seems to fix me but this year I can’t shake it. I’m starting to think maybe it’s just me? Maybe I’m just a woefully sad person.
I done so much this year already but now it feels like I’ve hit a wall over what’s next. I don’t know what’s next, I don’t know what I want to be next.
My mind feels alive with so much energy and so many ideas but she’s been trapped for so long she’s starved. And I don’t know where to start.
Maybe I’m just spiralling again? But I can’t help feel like there should be something more.
I don’t think this life is for me, but I don’t know what life is.
Am I not meant for something more than just this? Or is that the antithesis of the human condition? Our self-obsession and absorption creates the self-grandeur illusion of “something more.”
Nothing really matters I guess.
🎧 The Air That I Breathe
📚 The Robber Bride, Margaret Atwood (just finished looking for recs x)
living up to the name of oversharing princess by starting an online diary. So many thoughts in this lil head… it’s honestly it’s been a long time coming.
xo
Missing summers when I was a kid. Now my desk fans on full blast while I’m dissociating listening to Lana that I’m on a beach somewhere, no laptop in sight.
If I hear KPIs once more I’ll implode xo
POV: You’re road tripping around Europe with Matt
🎧 Kerosene! - Yves Tumor
xo
“I wanna take you in the kitchen
Lift up your wedding dress someone was probably murdered in”
xo
are you sure xo