that means photography does not reproduce reality

hey tumblr, i’m always happy to come back here but also just disconnected- this really cool thing happened, for the first time ever i really just LOVE myself and i wish i could know for sure if my cats can feel the love i give THEM and i wish i would explain to you every spotify playlist i’ve ever made but i would never do that and i wish i could look at two years ago with tweezers and a magnifying glass and i wish i could give new york city a very large hug and fly to see santorini right now and also never have to worry about the future again. sometimes i want to pierce my ears ten more times and cover my arms in tattoos or maybe just paint over every wall i’ve ever had. mostly i just want to hug my mom and watch the wonder years and maybe eat an oreo or six or ten or twelve. 

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