oh goddess divine

everything i do i do with playful and bisexual intent

a reminder from your science witch sister that it’s flu season, and haunting graveyards at midnight or walking barefoot in dark forests becomes much less romantic when you are ill, so go and take your vaccines and do your part to ensure herd immunity for the sick, the elderly and the young.

yes

the word lover is so infinitely soft. So universal. So timeless. Two girls with awkward, hungry hands. A boy and a girl in the dark. Two men in empty light. A marriage of 40 years. Letters over eons. Sappho’s poems. The corner of a mouth. Lovers, lovers, lovers.

This is what my insides look like.

Something about this makes me feel calm...

I fucking love this movie. It's so bad. And I have seen it probably 50 times...

I want to live somewhere colorful