𝔠𝔬𝔩𝔡 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔢𝔯

ᴏʀɢᴀɴɪꜱᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴏꜱ

trosewilde’s buttercream

some more photos of ireland my grandfather took in 2004. feels like a memory of his home that he left for me - how the isle looked to him, how it felt to be there in that time and place

𝔥𝔬𝔪𝔢 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔴

Enikő Katalin Eged (Hungarian, b. 1992, Budapest, Hungary) - Cat BINGO, Paintings: Digital Art

𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜 🍂

And the old religion humming in your veins Some animal instinct starting up again And I am wound so tightly, I hardly even breathe You wonder why we're hungry for some kind of release So tired of being careful, so tired of being still Give me something I can crush, something I can kill

𝔰𝔬𝔫𝔤 𝔩𝔶𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔰 & 𝔟𝔦𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔠𝔬𝔣𝔣𝔢𝔢

propaganda!

paddington bear i love u forever