sheepnosed:

I’m always feeling like wait did I just do something unforgivable? But all I did was walk somewhere or turn in a paper late

sunbathe:

“A cage of gentle hands is still a cage, and I know this now.”

— Brenna Twohy, Swallowtail, found in Zig-Zag Girl
(via wildfairy)

neshamama:

agnes pelton, “orbits,” 1934, oil on canvas

lamignonette:

Tableau Vivant" . Thierry Mandon. 2007

slimetony:

Not to be vague but not again please

imperviousthot:

thanks for making me this hot tea bro. Why did the steam make the shape of a skull and crossbones when you stirred it lol

pseudomantis:

in medieval times there were a lot of reanimated skeletons with swords but you dont really see any more these days

coolguycy:

listen, i dont care what you think. those women singing to me on the rocks are beautiful and im going to see them

geyser2:

turns out my life purpose isn’t supposed to be as small and silent and accommodating and convenient as possible

Guess I’ve been sober for 5 days now. I can’t stop crying I can’t stop having imaginary conversations I only have to survive one more month. I need help but I can’t ask my parents because they’ll just tell me to stop thinking about it lmao. I’ll be okay because I have no other choice. Just hurts a lot.

At such a low point in my mental clarity that I can’t really describe it anymore. I’m under a glass cloche and I want out. If I don’t get medicated next month I’m going to suffocate.

logarto:

meow btw. if you even care.

normal-horoscopes:

ndiecity:

makes you imagine the sound of a bowling ball striking pins

This counts as a spell.