i thought you left this morning
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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art blog(derogatory)
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Kiana Khansmith
DEAR READER
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RMH
almost home
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

ellievsbear
YOU ARE THE REASON

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Peter Solarz

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@strikbro
i thought you left this morning
season 1 -- sweet boy is absolutely shooting @ the 100 season 2 -- sweet boy is ABSOLUTELY being bled in mount weather season 3 -- sweet boy was in polis for a short time!! but then, he had to jet!! spent a lot of time roaming trikru territory and ultimately ended up with floukru season 4 -- sweet boy simply tried to avoid dying as per season 5 -- sweet boy in the bunker maybe he defects yikes
Almost dead yesterday, maybe dead tomorrow, but alive, gloriously alive, today.
Robert Jordan (via wordsnquotes)
randomly assembled gifs of lucas through s3 because it’s been a few hours and i miss my child!! pt 2
:* .. like this to plot !!! i’m workin on tags
the darkness got a hold on me.
HE USED TO THINK THAT HE WANTED TO BE GOOD, HE WANTED TO BE KIND, HE WANTED TO BE BRAVE AND WISE, BUT IT WAS ALL PRETTY DIFFICULT. HE WANTED TO BE LOVED, TOO, IF HE COULD FIT IT IN. f scott fitzgerald
Child of the wilderness, born into emptiness, learn to be lonely. Learn to find your way in darkness.
Angrboða to Jörmungandr, probably. (via incorrectedda)
i was the only lonely one
Ai laik Heda.
Non na throu daun gon ai.
Davide Carovana
We. Are. Grounders.
You are shaking fists & trembling teeth. I know: You did not mean to be cruel. That does not mean you were kind.
Venetta Octavia, excerpt of “THE BURNING”, from my chapbook, “What We Left Behind” (via venettaoctavia)