cloud spell

a study of the moon

Changing my belief system from "this is the hill I'll die on" to "this is the hill I'll kill you on" has done absolute wonders for me 10/10 do recommend

having followers is so funny. gaze upon my posts boy

Roman Mosaic Pavement Section, Corinium Museum, Cirencester

Look, we joke a lot, but really, "you were born evil, wretched, worse than the scum of the earth, and it took killing a god to make you salvageable, so now you'd better be grateful to that god and thank him 10,000 times a day for it and fill your thoughts with him 24/7 and abide by the letter of his every word, lest you suffer unimaginable torture for all of eternity" is a truly horrendous thing to believe about yourself and other people

Just me?

can you tell me you love me very much please

Reindeer 2, Ploughing Moonlit Seas, by James Brereton (1954-)

parallel play (liking and reblogging your mutual's posts but not talking to them)

reblog if you'd go on a roadtrip with your pfp

four days at sea (atlantic, ijsellmeer, baltic sea, north sea)

hmmm why does my uterus hurt and why do i feel kinda off. weird. surely these are not the warning symptoms of a predictable biological process that occurs on a regular schedule. anyway. im going to wear white pants today.

the thought of lovino and antonio wearing each other’s cross necklaces keeps me up at night does anyone get me

i’ll forgive a fat girl for so many annoying things simply because i know how fucking miserable it is to be a fat girl. like. you dont get to exist freely and with any joy until you go through a decades long soul search full of extreme emotional pain OR you nearly kill yourself to become something society might accept. or you toughen up after years of bullying forced you to be more confident. literally there is no painless route to being a fat girl in your 20 somethings. so like. fat girls can be annoying as a treat. you have all been annoying our whole lives

imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy