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Vintage Cicada Shaped Trinket Box by MYERByConnelly
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Gonna be so honest if I was a vampire I don’t really think I’d wash my makeup off nightly because like, what’s the point?? First of all washing your makeup off at the end of the day sucks like I’d love to skip it. But as a vampire your skin isn’t gonna get fucked up by not washing it off, you’re undead so like whatever, and you do kinda have less hours in a day as a vampire than a human would so why waste time applying and washing it off nightly?? Like yeah it’d get gross but idk just make it a weekly thing with touch ups in between
Other Natures, Part 2
Is it normal to pay for admission for a city’s pride festival???
Queen Maeve (from 'Myths and Legends of the Celtic Race')
— J.C. Leyendecker, 1911
Moon Castle, early 1970s, black light and
To the revolutionaries
Bishop Wilton, Yorkshire, England by Paul Moon
Punch needle anatomical brooches (2022).
Listed four Ancient Sea Creature Diorama prints in my Etsy shop!
*Please note* U.S. orders ship once a week on TUESDAYS due to limited access to a faraway drop-off location.
古代海洋生物ジオラマ・ポスター(ほぼA4)を4種類 Etsyショップにアップしました!
The Falling Sun at Bartlett's
From A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare Illustration by Stephen Reid, 1908
Those rainy early summer afternoons, kind of witchy atmosphere. Picking mushrooms, swimming in the forest pond, feeling everything, breathing, being grateful for everything green and soft, juicy tall grass and wet soil. Ah, finally.