I JUST WANNA CALL MY MUM AND EAT SOME ALMONDS
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Andulka
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

Janaina Medeiros
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Not today Justin
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I JUST WANNA CALL MY MUM AND EAT SOME ALMONDS
i’m never drinking again. the flashbacks of vodka make me shudder.
Via*** trineholbaekdesig ***
Tokyo’s aesthetic
Paris from the Eiffel Tower / canon 700d
when i was younger i used to imagine what singers and actors were doing at this very moment, like what were they thinking when they were making their morning coffees or how did they decide which outfit to wear or all that really normal stupid crap. are their thought processes the same? do they worry about the same things? obviously, because we’re all human etc. etc. but there’s definitely a difference between say my mornings and kylie jenner’s.
i still do that but now it’s extended to also people that i know (??) boys i like!! my lecturers!! the women who run the local cafe!! what does your daily grind look like??? what are the issues you deal with????? is your life vastly different to mine??????? what are you doing and thinking right now? i just wanna know
i can so easily make myself hate myself (that phrase sounded kind of weird), but coaxing myself to love myself is so hard? why does that happen?? self loathing is too damn inefficient and unproductive
collaboration with Automata Graphics
have you ever had to stop seeing someone because they were just too attractive? i’m amazed every time i think about it; like, in awe that someone who exists in that kind of world has mingled with me in my kind of weird space. what the fuck. anyway, i’m like 10% relieved that i never have to think about that again (it’s very overwhelming; i have a lot of feelings) but 90% like ‘damn it’. in a month i’ll be apathetic about it, especially since i know it’s good to distance myself from someone i seem to be so fixated on who doesn’t reciprocate that feeling; but rn i keep day-dreaming and having flashbacks about moments that are not monumental in the slightest but are nonetheless nostalgic. kind of like hearing an old song that you used to like - they’ll make newer, better songs, but that shitty pop song from 2007 still holds that place in ya heart
also just realised i’m falling for a fuck boy, who i disregarded other boys for. this is annoying and a little depressing but that’s okay. i should probably stop seeing him though. if only he weren’t so damn beautiful.