Sometimes I'm an idiot and wear unisex perfume. I put it on my wrists today before I did my makeup and now all I can think about while I'm trying to blend this shadow out is how much I'd like some dude to be railing me and....
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I want this.
I don’t like being April-fooled so I made my own.
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not to give a man credit but shout out to killatrav for pursuing his celeb crush who turned out to be an unhinged mess at the time and sticking around anyway to be her hype man
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This looks like tortured, gay shit.
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I think one of the small joys in life is rotting with your cat. We're both laying on the floor of the living room just apricating. Just two happy souls in the moment.
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Slow
I come up the stairs into the light of the gently lowering sun. It's been a slow day, but it's peaceful. My clothes are drying on the line and the song of a mourning dove plays outside. My fruit is refreshing and my tacos delightful. I haven't done much today but it's a beautiful day. I wish I could hang in this moment forever.
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I wanna lay outside with the rain pouring over me, drops running down my breasts and perky nipples while someone eats me out. Is that so much to ask?
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You stopped me in the hallway. You gave me a look I couldn't quite interpret.
We were alone in the near dark, with it so quiet I wondered if you could hear my heart pound.
I considered grabbing you by the wrist, pulling you to me. To smash your lips against mine, to feel your hands feeling me. Exploring, discovering under my clothes.
But instead I'm laying in bed thinking of you.
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思慮
I crack a soft boiled egg into the bowl, the golden orange yolk flowing over hot rice, cold surimi, and whatever vegetables I could find in the pantry. A Frankenstein donburi - remnants from when the Japanese fusion place nearby closed from the ravages of an unknown disease. I was always too shy to talk to the owner, but he knew I really liked daikon and would slide some extra in.
It's 62 degrees right now when it's normally 34. We never got a real winter and I savor the cantaloupe treat I allowed myself to have, wondering if Donburi man is okay, or if he went home, or something else because it's become much too hostile here. To the people and the crops.
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Dua lipa at the 66th Grammys
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laptop with seven fold-out screens
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