Forgive Me Lord For I Have Imagined A Life Far More Soft And Tender Than The One You Created For Me

when you need to recharge

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bear drink pngs ♡

The Mirror (1911) by Frank Markham Skipworth

kind of weird how parts of your soul are left in various locations without any warning… like yes i’m always at the top of that hill, sitting at the bus stop, in the cool light of the Japanese restaurant, standing at the pier etc etc

subscribing to a fic isn’t enough I need the author to blast a bat signal into the night sky whenever they update

• the back of cards

sorry for not posting in a while i’ve run out of ideas for the moment

HIM HIM HIM

I wanted to make a few dividers for my @elainweekofficial submissions but I ended up making 14 lmao. Feel free to use for Elain Week or just in general! Credit is appreciated but not necessary.