caricakes

J'ai demandé à la lune

Dasha Pliska

Dansscen (Cake-walk) ur Florodora, Vasateatern 1903. 

I can do one next week! Send ‘em over :))))

i’ve been smelling the ocean lately, smelling home.

- stone fruits and/or citrus- when you see something happen in public, look around, make eye contact with a stranger that also saw it happen and you have a jim from the office moment- dogs- when a song i forgot i loved comes on the radio- this message!thank you :3

thank youuuuuu ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ

times when i shut up, fold inside myself, unable to see, my eye piece hidden away. i cant look at anything, except perhaps the shelf in the shed where i sit, unused. i dont know what it is that folds me, that opens me. i am only a telescope.