Me Right Now Because I Have A Case Of The Jet Lags.

Can’t turn the other cheek for this one.

This is just to make us brown eyed people feel better about ourselves.

You have brown eyes. Eye color is a result of how much melanin, a brown pigment, is in your iris. The more melanin in your eyes, the darker they appear because they absorb more light. If your eyes are blue, it just means there’s less melanin in your iris, which reflects shorter wavelengths of light on the blue end of the color spectrum. Therefore, no matter what color your eyes appear to be, they’re technically brown. Source

I hope you all got a rush from posting things I liked.

A naturalized progression

Begging --> Fingering --> Oral --> Making love --> Each to our separate bathrooms to wash away the shame.

Am I feeling dirty feelings?

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This needs to happen.

Post coitus has me all shivering and wanting.

Traveling makes you open to new experiences.

Mark Twain loved to travel and once wrote, “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” Source Source 2

I love me some Tilly.

Noir Jennifer Tilly

I’m really taken by these caps lol… I’ve actually been thinking about them recently because the title “God, I’m tired” really makes itself felt here when both Eve and Villanelle close their eyes while lying side by side on the bed. Sure, in doing so both of them sharpen these very naive edges around their actions, saturated with the fact that Eve means to “kill” Villanelle whereas Villanelle is out to “watch” her, but there is something about how readily they still share that space - however small it may be - and have these sincere moments. I mean… these caps look peaceful out of context, despite Villanelle holding a gun.

They actually just might as well be because even when Eve’s reserved, “Yes,” to Villanelle’s, “You’ve found me,” sounds nebulously raging… she still manages to simply laugh when Villanelle praises her, “Well done”. And the fact that Villanelle, in return, has to do the same (ever caught her quick breathy chuckle? It’s short and yall should hear it). It’s such a specific response to that realization. It’s paltable, genuine and cocky and Eve can’t help herself but sink into it. What a brilliant choice to underscore their love language tbh.

One of the movies I love. It would’ve been perfect if Mickey Rooney wasn’t the “Japanese” landlord. How embarrassing and racist.

There was once a very lovely, very frightened girl. She Lived alone except for a nameless cat.

Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961) // dir. Blake Edwards