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Light blue and palest pink. Tea and lavender sugar.


I want a whole team of them to help me fight crime.

Chihuahuas in Sailor fukus by mayama_ya on Instagram

"Anger was better than tears, better than grief, better than guilt."
- Princess Arianne Martell (via naughtilydormer)




This makes me think of @violetradiation, the only one that knows all my secrets. 

I miss you strawberry.

I miss youuuu so much :c I’m tired of talking to myself, come home.




I have watched this at least 15 times since I reblogged this several hours ago

it has been several weeks and I probably have watched this easily 100 times

Months have gone by since the first time I watched this. who would have guessed 6 seconds could impact my life in a way that this has. Over these last few months, I have changed as a person. I have shed my skin and started over anew. I’ve loved and lost, I’ve traveled, I’ve made new friends and lost some old ones along the way. But even through all of that, one thing has always been consistent in my life. It’s this. This has always been here for me. Even before watching it for the first time, I had this feeling as if my life was building up to something great. Some great unknown. That great unknown was this and in the moment of witnessing it for the first time, I knew my life would never be the same.



“what if the aborted baby could have cured cancer???”

oh my god what if the last egg I bled onto a kotex product could have cured cancer??

oh my god how am I not birthing every possible egg I produce, lest one of those resulting babies be the person who cures cancer/AIDS/creates world peace????

what if that baby could have been a musical artist described by pitchfork as “liberace with a metalcore twist”????

how dare i not be pregnant/birthing all the time always?????


It’s a shame that our messiahs move their pawns from different mountains and we’re left to dance these bodies ‘round the fountain.

I love your beautiful ass, Missy. Come home and smoke eee with me