Luces de Bruselas

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Me: *flirts with girl*

Her: *flirts back*

Me: *was not expecting that and am now panicking*

Dreams by the amazing Russian born artist Victor Nizovtsev                            http://www.mcbridegallery.com/nizovtsev/nizovtsevgicleeprints/nizovtsevgicleeprintsmermaids.html 

Checking my crush’s blog like it’s the morning newspaper

when I see something dated 2019 I think “oh that’s not too long ago” and then I remember that 2019 was not only five years ago but those five years have somehow contained several lifetimes

 Lady Godiva

Tócate pensando en mí.

I really need daddy to bend me over and spank me.

🎀i wanna be your doll🎀

i feel very normal about boy thighs yes i do i can be so trusted around boy thighs yes sir

And what’s the point of being seen if it isn’t honest? What’s the point of being loved if your sadness and darkness can’t be apart of that love to? No those things don’t define you, but they stay and go at a home inside you. The act you put on is lovely but the way you are right before bed, in the midst of a heart break, in the car after work exhausted, after a fight with your mom, the you in those moments is lovable too yknow? You don’t have to hide them. To be known is to be loved. 

Pink House at Loch Glass. Scottish Highlands. photo by Joe Hall