my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented
Today at work we were unpacking a big box, and I looked at the box and thought, huh. That box looks much smaller than me sitting on the ground, but I bet if I really scrunched down I could fit most of my body inside the box. And I had one leg fully in the box before I realized:
I am not a cat
I am work
I am wearing a nice suit and might need to appear in court later
[I.D: ao3 tags that read “vivisection, blood and gore, rated m for organs outside, unusual methods of showing affection”]
Streamn'
california girls we’re inconsolable
dreams of doom the visions wont stop
i love you visible brushstrokes. i love you glue warped scrapbook pages. i love you awkward poems. i love you junk journal with faded receipts. i love you poorly composed journal layout. I love you unintentionally blurry photographs. i love you asymmetrical beading. i love you curling freeform crochet. i love you fingerprints on pottery. i love you reused materials. i love you improvised instruments. i love you mistakes. i love you bravery to make it anyway. i love you creativity that hasn't been wiped clean of every drop of humanity and sanitized and commodified.
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
I am cringe but I am free, grab your popcorn the girls are fighting :3
Happy AzuRido/RidoAzu day!!!🐙🌹
<< The Red Thread Of Fate❤️ >> AU
First year and first meeting (16 years old):
(since childhood their attitude towards their soulmate has changed a lot)
I don't want to be seen anymore