orwell:

Givenchy by John Galliano,  Spring-Summer 1997



My boyfriend? Gorgeous. Beautiful. Elegant. Perfect. I’m fuckin supreme gay



god i am supreme gay in this house tonight



sbnkalny:

All sentences besides “All games besides “boobs, the game" are trash” are trash



im already in love with her tho look @ her

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shes Baby

her name is pluvia. she spends most of her time getting visions and stuff. also spends most of her time not communicating with dragons/only talking to spirits/etc and Her Dad in a state of mediumship/communion between her mind/body and the sea as a whole/disembodied spirits/etc etc



im fuckin???? writing??? lore fic snippets for a dragon i literally just bought and then instantly decided would be my lull and sona dragons adopted child??

im WRITING???



i just got a triple maize random scry in the scrying workshop wtf. wow. blessed



yall ever have that one user where every time you reply to their posts you fuck up spectacularly because i sure do



thevelvetpelican:

Reblog this if you’re pro-receiving a brown paper package containing one (1) handwritten love letter, a small jar of strawberry jam from the farmers market, and a smattering of pressed flowers.