Latest Posts by honeybunnybabey - Page 8

sugar cookies!! 💕💕🍪

cotton candy earrings

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froge

cuuuteee

mushies !!

hello yes I'm in love

lookit this :)

when I grow up, I'm gonna get a tattoo of a pink carnation. to remember my mom when's she's gone.

Elton John

Howdy

I need some more friends and maybe a penpal! Hmu up if you're interested and reblog if you are/like the following:

LGBT

Cottagecore

Dungeons and Dragons

Fire emblem

Pokémon

Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

Kirby

Kawaii Culture

Studio Ghibli

Artist

The Elder Scrolls

Cryprozoology

Adventurecore

Classic literature

Poetry

Animals

Thank you for reading!!!☺

I want EVERYTHING here, except maybe red n black hair

I feel like Transgender Day of Visability (March 31) is going to get overlooked this year considering the circumstances. I’d like every trans and nonbinary person who sees this to know I am proud of you for existing. Just because we’re in the middle of a pandemic doesn’t mean you were forgotten. :)

Reblog if you…

Start friendships with bugs in your house

Wave at plants and animals

Would hang out with a cryptid

Would become friends with a little ghost child

Still make wishes in water fountains

Margot Robbie as HARLEY QUINN in (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn) dir. Cathy Yan

Hozier write a song in Irish hozier write a song in irish hozier write a song in irish hozier write a song in irish hozier write a song in iri-

There it sits, still, waiting for souls to command and lead down to hell where antics travel freely, screaming reigns and blood fills the stomach as if it were human food. You start to hear things when you're in a place that kills to be alive. The more of you it finds, the higher the flames fly. It has the appearance of an old man today, shivering and wilting beneath some wily tree, whose branches seem more twisted than others. He'll be laying there, maybe singing or resting his head on his hands... In this one, the hero doesn't win... This creature is known as the door of all sin to humanity, the feeder of flame to the pits. Do you ever look up at the sky and imagine an angel streaking across it, maybe you think it's singing and crying tears of gold in honor of the sun? No, you don't. You imagine an angel, crying tears of gold but screeching and flying across the tops of clouds, trying without luck to flee it. That lady beside you... Her head kind of hurts, and you may not see it but its there, piercing her veins and holding her wrists against her, the angel inside strangled and tangled into its self awareness and that, my friend, is how society came to thrive upon the weakness of the outer shell. Humans, portrayed as the strong-willed planet earth wielders, can't help but become corrupted by it, and their angels sit inside, bleeding and crying, their eyes soaked in loathe. You'll know the feeling of silenced laughter or having an angel inside you shrivel up and die, wondering why you became so corruptible. The pain could be as soft flowing as water down the fleshy throat, muscles tightening as the liquid trickles.

from Birds of Prey! 💕❤

#the love at first sight she deserves

Kristen Stewart on Conan | April 2015 +

starry night

The dream