lets give it up for pleasures of the flesh !!
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it’s happening again, how did it end?
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forget Resting Bitch Face, I have Resting Competent Face. People see me and think ah yes she can point me to the nearest train station. Fellow grocery shoppers ask if I know what kind of butter they should buy. If a strange man speaks to me on the street it is literally always an inquiry and never a catcall. Once someone randomly asked me what an equinox was and after I told her she nodded and said "you seemed like you'd know." why am I assigned oracle at random interaction
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i spend my days waiting. waiting for the water to boil and my tea to be ready. for spring to come back. for more daylight. the oil in the pan to heat up. a “hey i miss you” or “can you help me out for a second?” or “you want to hang out?” text. for my phone to finish charging. for good news. flowers on the table. the next hug. “hey, you got the job!”. waiting for the sun. to set. to rise. to see both. for summer to be around the corner. a good song. a falling star. a text back. i spend my time waiting to be remembered. i spend my time repeating that tomorrow will be better. tomorrow will be better. i spend my days waiting and waiting and waiting. i spend my days waiting unbearably.
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Xiaobai, in front of others, you’re always polite and well-behaved, pretending to be elegant and experienced, but I know you’re just a mischievous and spoiled girl. You used to restrain yourself in front of me, like in the Fanyin Valley and in the Dream of A’Lanruo. Compared to the previous girl who was restrained in front of me, I like the present girl more, who is innocent and spoiled. This is the real you.
BAI FENGJIU and DONG HUA
Eternal Love of Dream (2020) dir. Yang Xuan, wr. Liang Zhenhua
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when can I bring you to see the stars in qingqiu?
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honestly a girl goes to see chicago the musical one time and decides to take risqué photos
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— February 7, 1915 | Franz Kafka diaries
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𝙵𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝟷, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟸
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
[ID: February 1. Nothing, merely tired. END ID]
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I hate when people say ohhhh your pets only love you because you feed them. as if that wasn't the first form of love any of us felt. get real.
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— Thanksgiving 2006, Ocean Vuong, from 'Night Sky with Exit Wounds'
[text ID: Brooklyn's too cold tonight
& all my friends are three years away.
My mother said I could be anything
I wanted — but I chose to live.]
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