darling boy, where are your teeth?

Who wants to see my cat totally brave and not at all scared at the vet

bigs my eyes

bigs my eyes at you

bigs my beautious my gorgeous eyeballs

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the thing about heavy handed symbolism is that sometimes. it's fun.

i think more final girls should be forty and kind of weird and off-putting

dead baby, dead baby, lesbian is actually how they play duck, duck, goose in widow's bay

anyone notice how clouds are the most magnificent thing in the world? every time I look up to the sky I am greeted by a delightful surprise. especially when there's different kinds of clouds at the same time. see their size and shape? how the light hits them? passes through them? their subtle hues? the speed of their movement and how they are always shifting, changing, becoming and disintegrating? on a weekly basis they take away my breath and make me love life a little more

When I stand in the sun and suddenly am in shadow for a few seconds I often look up, find the cloud and am like: That was you, wasn't it? :)

YEAH!!!!