this is yuri to me
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this is yuri to me
Tango. Uniform. Mike. Bravo. Lima. Romeo.
Kilo.
Uniform.
November
Golf.
Papa
Oscar
Whiskey
Papa
Echo
November
India
Sierra.
just found this picture from an assignment i did last year
“I do not exist to impress the world. I exist to live my life in a way that will make me happy.”
— Richard Bach, Illusions: The Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah
French Quarter in New Orleans, Louisiana.
magical girl shows are good because their attacks will be something like "super love sunshine friendship beam" but make no mistake, super love sunshine friendship beam WILL end you. super love sunshine friendship beam will leave a crater in the ground where you once stood. you cannot understimate the power of super love sunshine friendship beam.
Summertime Korra 🌊 left or right?
there’s always those 3 or 4 mutuals that always like and reblog ur stuff and i just wanna say thanks and stay cool
“In the dream, we are strangers knee to knee on a train. It’s the most we ever touch. I still write about you. I still end up here. There is something to be said for a love that refuses to melt. A love stored in the freezer, in a ziplock bag. Stashed behind the ice cube tray. Always waiting to be pulled out. Willing to thaw, to forgive like spring, to pick up right where it left off. You, cradling a phone in the crook of your arm. Me, crying about produce. You call, and I answer. You say, “Do you know what an air traffic control room looks like? All those switches and buttons blinking? When I hear your voice, everything lights up all at once for me. Nobody else does that.” I don’t say anything eloquent. So we’re back on the train, with the knees, only this time you’re looking me in the face and I’m staring out the window. What do you think happens when love gets left out too long?”
— Trista Mateer (via 7-weeks)
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I hate that “chat” now makes people think of chatgpt. no. I’m asking my imaginary greek chorus twitch audience.