anyway today i proposed to @pyrenji and she said yes so nothing can upset me ever again im marrying my best friend

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anyway today i proposed to @pyrenji and she said yes so nothing can upset me ever again im marrying my best friend

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caelxstesâ:
he can sense majimaâs chaotic energy from here.
help.
       hey chisaki if there were two guys on the moon and one of them killed the other with a rock would that be fucked up or what?
first of all, i LITERALLY called dibs on mina, maji !!! BUG OFF.
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        â ah fuck where did you come from? â
kiryuma replied to your post: yakoiza replied to your post: ...
ok you rabid dog
eat shit kiryu chan!
yakoiza replied to your post: @kiryuma thatâs a cute idea but my whole character...
oh but when i do it iâm âbetraying the tojo clanâ and âa murdererâ and âcanât be trustedâ.
you literally murdered people but ok go off ig

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@kiryuma thatâs a cute idea but my whole character arc is me doing Whatever the fuck i want in fact.Â
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YO! this is howl, brand new to the yakuza fandom. iâm not sure how big or how active the yakuza fandom is, but this is a blog for AKIRA NISHIKIYAMA ! multiverse / multiship ! please give this a lil reblog to help a guy get the word around !! i look forward to meeting you all!
its been a minute.Â
i got engaged and im busy with work/wedding planning/moving
i plan on replaying the games soon to get some muse back in the swing of things (get it)

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âI am sick, sick. With this desperate fury.â
â Excerpt From âThe Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plathâ
â when you move , honey , iâm put in awe of something so flawed and free . â
meme     not accepting.
  it flusters her, to say the least. a shyness settles in her chest, forcing her arms to cross out in front of her as if she were shielding herself. she usually had to force him up there, not to carefully watch her but, rather have his company. an audience without the roar of one, or the stress of one. yet, she valued him the most, which backfired once she finished her last routine during group practice. the other principals had left not long after, leaving her to hover behind. â youâre just saying that. â she fusses with her skirt, pinching along the fade from deep red to pale pink. her entire body felt warm. â i ⌠iâd hope it was flawed. sheâs supposed to be lovesick, you know ? aurora makes a lot of ⌠softer movements. â dainty, carefree, foolish. buzzwords came to mind every time she practiced, regardless of who choreographed it. that delicate demeanor was required. this was normal to her, and yet he still pulled such a resonating reaction from her. it unsettled her, but she liked it.  â ⌠we should get dinner. you and me. iâm hungry. â
SHAKESPEARE AESTHETICS.
macbeth.
the howl  of  wolves.  |  moonless  nights.  |  dirt  under  fingernails.  | stained  silk.  | chattering  teeth.  |  voices  hoarse  and  cracked.  |  rotting  fruit.  |  echoing drums.  |  dry heaving.  |  hanging  cobwebs.  |  stifling  humidity.  |  bloodshot  eyes.  |  the  roughness  of rusted  steel. |  wild  rosebushes.  |  muscle  cramps.  |  the sound  of  splintering  wood.
a  midsummerâs  night  dream.
crackling  fires. |  ivy  crawling  on  stone.  | the  faint  music  of  running  water.  | petrichor.  | dirty,  bare  feet.  | tattered  clothing.  |  thistledown.  | wilted  wildflower crowns. |  late  evening  birdsong.  | curling  leaves.  |  a  symphony of croaking  frogs.  | drifting  feathers.  |  the  eerie  sound  of  windchimes  at  night.  | humming  bees. |  beds of  clover.
romeo  and  juliet.
warm  golden  lamplight. |  worn  shoes.  | crumbling  brick  walls. | whispered  poetry.  | embroidered  satin.  | cool,  hazy  mornings. | tousled hair. |  rosewater.  |  flushed cheeks. | distant  orchestras.  | unfinished  marble  statues.  | cobblestoned  streets.  | loose  threads.  |  ink  smudged  on  parchment.  | tapping  fingers.  |  dust  illuminated by sunlight.
hamlet.
shattered  glass.  | a  cluster  of  fraying  ribbons. |  unanswered  knocks  on  doors.  |  lingering  dampness.  |  white noise.  |  inexplicable  drafts.  | migraines.  |  bleeding  ears.  | the  taste  of  metal. | reflected  mirrors.  |  dry,  cracked  lips.  | the  sound  of  tearing paper. | fogged  windows.  | memories  of  dreams.  |  tarnished  silver.  |  protruding  veins.
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hey guys! sorry i havenât been around much here! i got distracted by other blogs but iâm still very much into yakuza and majima so iâll be here more. my other blogs are squicking me out lately so iâm probably gonna be here even more now!
miss you all! mwah mwah
i had a dream last night that i was dating lotn maji and i think thats beautiful

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oh yâall came right for my throat with those asks huh.Â
âLines that have made me cry at one pointâ starters!
Feel free to change any names/pronouns!
âI found love where it wasnât supposed to be.â
âGive us more to see.â
âWhat did I give you?â
âI want to move on, I want to explore the light.â
âI want to know how to get through, through to something new. Something of my own.â
âYouâre a good person, Peter. Itâs such a weakness.â
âIs he- is this real?â
âHowever you live thereâs a part of you always standing by, mapping out a sky.â
âHow do we feel in that photograph and how can we feel it again?â
âMaybe Iâve done enough.â
âYour golden child grew up.â
âFor the first time, I see an image of my brokenness, utterly worthy of love.â
âI finally see myself through the eyes of no one else.â
âYouâve got a second chance. You could go home.â
âYouâve got a warm heart, youâve got a beautiful brain, but itâs disintegrating.â
âI was just a kid who grew up strong enough to pick this armor up, and suddenly it fit.â
âI was little, I was weak, I was perfectly nieve, and I grew up too quick.â
âI wonât let you in, I swore never again.â
âI canât afford, no, I refuse to be rejected.â
âBut I canât let you see all that I have to lose.â
âHere I am, pry me open. What do you want to know?â
âEverything was fine until you came around.â
âMan, you really brought me back down.â
âAfter all you put me through, donât say it wasnât true, that you were not the monster that I knew.â
âAnother summer day is come and gone away in Paris and Rome, but, I want to go home.â
âI canât call you a stranger, but I canât call you.â
âYou may hate me, but I canât hate you.â
âI wonât replace you.â
âThe way she tells me Iâm hers and she is mine, open hand or closed fist would be fine.â
âIf youâre still breathing, youâre the lucky ones.â
âLet me tell you something you already know. The world ainât all sunshine and rainbows.â
âI have never known anyone who actually believed that I was enough.â
âSmile, my boy, itâs sunrise.â
âI wish I knew how to quit you.â
âYou, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But, it ainât about how hard you hit. Itâs about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward.â
âSâthat motive enough for ya?â
âIsnât it lovely how artists can capture us?â
âYou would have liked her. Honey, Iâm wrong- you would have LOVED her.â
âYou canât trick me anymore.â
âBut, for what itâs worth, Peter, I really am sorry.â
âYou didnât see that coming?â
âItâs been a long, long time.â
âWhat if all the things Iâve done weâre just attempts at earning love?â
âGeorge misses Marie. George misses a lot. George is alone.â
âNo, I donât think I will.â
âI love you 3000.â
âSo, you better run for cover when the pup grows-â *gunshot*
âI could look at him forever.â
âWhat if who I hoped to be was always me?â
âWhy are there so many songs about rainbows and whatâs on the other side?â
âIs a better home awaiting in the sky?â
âMy love, are you sitting down?â
âIt felt like my life, but a better version.â
âI held onto my life and who I was with you.â
âWe could just kiss like real people do.â
âLeave me to dream.â
âGeorge would have liked to seen people out strolling on Sunday.â
âMove on.â
âChimerical. C-H-I-M-E-R-I-C-A-L. Highly unrealistic, widely fanciful.â
âI love you.â
âI think dad is angry, ma, and I do not know what to do.â
âI think he takes out on me what he wants to take out on you.â
âHow I wish you were home.â
âNothing can make sense of all these things Iâve done.â
âNo, Iâd rather pretend Iâm something better than these broken parts. Pretend Iâm something better than this mess that I am.â
âCause what if everyone saw? What if everyone knew? Would they like what they saw? Or would they hate it too?â
âI think Iâm made of stone.â
âI should be feeling more.â
âYou can still be what you want to.â
âItâs just medicine.â
âSeeing all the parts but none of the whole.â
âAnd it burns inside his eyes.â
âAnd you catch him now and then.â
âSo you want him even more.â
âBut heâs never really there.â
âWe do not belong together.â
âWe do not belong together, and we should have belonged together.â
âI care about many things.â
âThings, not people.â
âWho am I to say what any of this means?â
âI have been sleepwalking since I was fourteen.â
âI have been half myself for more than half my life.â
âFall in love again, and again, and again.â
âAre you going to age with grace?â
âYou taught me the courage of stars before you left.â
âWho cares what you are listening to, itâs who youâre listening with.â
âItâs sad but true how much I miss you. I miss you, Cecily Smith.â
âLife is not the things that we do, itâs who weâre doing them with.â