“you’re So Quiet” Can’t A Girl Just Live In A Permanent State Of Peace And Quiet

Melancholy (1876) by Odilon Redon

type shit

Dianne Flynn

oh to be a kitty on a pink daybed

I officially inform you that we have run out of flour and no food is available. Within two days, the flour may run out completely in the Gaza Strip.

We do not have flour and it is expensive because the occupation prevents its entry.

Donate to save our lives from famine.

i just need to have more rules for myself. more rules and limits. surely that will help me

we used to have rookie mag. That Petra Collins pic of her brother fox looking at the sunset on that hill. Now we have the manosphere...

I must go to the beach soon soon soon

it’s impossible to enjoy what you had to beg for