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i’ve had this blog for five minutes and i’m already considering moving bridgette back to my multimuse blog . . . this bitch aint cut out for single muse blogs.
@youmoveon !
“ m’ not a good woman. “ and you mean that. “ but m’ jus’ tryin’ to survive. it’s a dog eat dog world out there, miss song. “ you remove your hat to brush back a few loose red curls out of your face. “ i do what i’ve got to do. i don’t think that makes me particularly bad either, does it? “
@rectoress !
“ is . . . everyone ‘round here wound up so tightly ? “
@strnza !
“ don’t . . . move. “ you approach with caution, trying not to draw any attention to yourself. there’s a grizzly bear about ten metres in front of the both of you and the last thing you want is for it to come running towards you to make you bear food. “ if we’re really quiet, i can probably shoot the fucker. “ but all you have is a revolver - and bears are big and not prone to dying quickly. not with a few bullets from a handgun. but as you reach for the gun, you drop a piece of bait out of your bag and it picks up the scent almost immediately. “ fuck - “ it spots you and you turn your gaze to eliza. “ run, peach. we ‘gotta run . . . right now. “
@swornsilver !
“ scars tell stories. i bet y’never met anybody who didn’t have a scar somewhere on their body. “ you raise a hand, trace over the scar on your left cheek. “ this here? a cougar got me. little bastard almost ripped m’face off but i managed to wrestle him off a’me. vicious things, those cougars. y’gotta watch out for ‘em ‘round here. “
* tips hat * . . . consider this a starter call !!!
i would fight myself if i could
ask from @theophagya » “ i have been waiting here over an hour. ”
“ well done - y’want some sort of medal or somethin’ ? “ sarcasm lingers in your tone and you fight back the urge to roll your eyes. you might be late but you have reasons for it. what you’re not going to be doing is giving him your excuses - he’ll just have to live with the fact that you’re here now. “ you’re luck m’here at all . . . now are y’gonna keep on complainin’ that you’ve been waitin’ an’ baskin’ in the heat for an hour or are we ‘gonna go and do somethin’ productive? why have you dragged me all the way out here anyway? “
ask from @strnza » “ i can’t believe you, sometimes. ”
“ why? why can’t y’ believe me? “ you try not to be offended but it’s hard when they woman you love is pointing her finger at you and saying things like that. “ i wouldn’t lie to you. “ the between of your brow shows a deep line, a tell-tale sign that you’re not new to frowning. but it seems deeper this time - a little bit on the sad side. “ i might be a lot of things, peach - but what m’ not is a liar. i’m as faithful, as loyal as they come. “ and you pride yourself on that. if you were a business, that’d be your motto. “ i know i can get a little - i don’t know - ahead of m’self. i go off without warning, i work hard - but i’m doing it for all of us. now tonight got a lil’ outta’ hand. “ you’d spent the past four hours getting drunk in the saloon with lizzie and some guys you met in valentine. “ but i was thinkin’ ‘bout y’ the whole time. i promise. “
REPOST & BOLD WHICHEVER APPLIES TO YOUR MUSE !
TOUGH SHELL
bruised knuckles. bloody noses. eye rolling. empty bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip biting. unwashed jeans. coffee breath. loud music. broken neon signs. chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones. swearing. sneaking out at 3 am. dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes. plaid shirts. under eye circles. dark colors.
SOFT INSIDE
honey tea. flower crowns. giggling. blowing kisses. dancing without worries. white lace. soft textures. fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming. handwritten letters. fairy lights. bullet journals. designated driver. warm hugs. garden picnics. quiet. smile lines. optimism. flowy clothes. pastel colors.
tagged by: @strnza, a babe. tagging: everyone. you.
stranger things season one ( 2016 - ) sentence starters ↪ joyce byers edition. alter as you see fit
“where the hell are they?”
“i will see you tonight.”
“i told you this a thousand times!”
“i can’t believe you, sometimes.”
“i have been waiting here over an hour.”
“he has nothing to do with this.”
“what about the other time?”
“anybody home?”
“i changed my mind.”
“who the hell is this?”
“bitch!”
“i know i haven’t been there for you.”
“‘i just feel bad. i don’t even barely know what’s going on with you.”
“you can’t do this to yourself.”
“this was not your fault.”
“i feel it in my heart.”
“you have to trust me on this, okay?”
“i can’t eat.”
“i don’t want you to go alone.”
“you’re saying that’s not weird?”
“who would do that?”
“it was not a prank.”
“you think i’m - i’m making this up?”
“oh, come on! you’re wasting your time.”
“i heard something else.”
“just tell me where you are, honey.”
“can you show him what you showed me?”
“something is going on here!”
“maybe if i get more lamps …”
“okay, i’m sorry.”
“uh, you wanna come in?”
“we’re having electrical problems.”
“she shouldn’t be here.”
“i need you to leave.”
“okay, baby, talk to me.”
“what should i do?”
“no, you don’t understand.”
“it was almost human, but it wasn’t.”
“it had these long arms and it didn’t have a face.”
“you’re talking about grief. this is different.”
“i swear to you, i know what i saw.”
“i understand, but god - i need you to believe me. please.”
“just go home, [name].”
“i know it sounds crazy. i sound crazy! you think i don’t know that?”
“i don’t care if anyone believes me!”
“i am not gonna stop looking for him until i find him and bring him home.”
“tell me where you are.”
“i need you to hide.”
“our hands were almost touching.”
“don’t look at me like that.”
“you never cared about him. you never did!”
“i can’t believe i fell for this.”
“oh brother, i have not needed you for a long time!”
“don’t you dare.”
“what the hell is going on, [name]?”
“look, we gotta go through this again.”
“you didn’t say there was a drawing.”
“was it a good drawing?”
“you may have seen him on the news.”
“that could’ve been covered up.”
“what, you’re sorry? that is not good enough, [name]!”
“that’s not even close. that’s not even in the ballpark.”
“this is not yours to fix alone.”
“you act like you’re all alone out there in the world, but you’re not.”
“you’re not alone.”
“you’re a very brave girl. you know that, don’t you?”
“thank you.”
“listen, i am gonna be there with you the whole time.”
“if it ever gets too scary … you just let me know, okay?”
“it’s okay. it’s okay.”
“i got you. don’t be afraid. i’m right here with you.”
“you tell him i’m coming.”
“just hold on a little longer.”
“you did so good.”
“it’s in the woods behind our house.”
“are you kidding me?”
“i’m going!”
“i know who you are. i know what you’ve done.”
“you left him in that place to die!”
“now you’re asking for my help?”
“go to hell.”
“what is this?”
“honey, just breathe.”
“is that my house?”
“this way.”
“he’s not breathing. he’s not breathing!”
“i love you so much. i love you more than anything in the world.”
“please, please come back to me.”
“i need you to wake up now. i need you to breathe.”
“hi, sweetheart.”
“oh, this is just so overcooked.”
“the potatoes are runny.”
“hey, no more snooping.”
“we’ll have to see, won’t we?”
I FOUGHT THE LAW AND I WON.
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