I can't write.Eighteen, but in denial.Why ducks? Because I can't find cute monkeys.
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when you listen to a song and it gives you inspiration to daydream an answer to the plot hole in the story building inside your head

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please date sweet men. please date men who respect you in anger. please date men who are soft spoken. please date men who are patient with you. please date men who respect their own bodies. please date men that are kind to your soul. please date men who have self-control.
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Would having my favorite fictional character as my boyfriend fix any of my problems? No, not at all, but at least I would get comfort cuddles and kisses on my forehead.
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"The universe is written in the language of mathematics, and its characters are triangles, circles, and other geometric figures"
~ Galileo Galilei, Il Saggiatore
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Caged Fangs~ Part of my Cage Dress series. I've been so busy with other things, it's nice to finish a proper painting again. Here's a quick timelapse of how I painted it. The full hours long videos, HD image and PSD files will be DMed on my Patreon on June 5th.
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people in books and tv shows are always getting so upset they throw an untouched meal in the trash. that would never be me. i'd receive the worst news of my life and still be like Let me put this in the fridge.
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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.
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tianmenshan天门山, zhangjiajie, hunan province of china
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blue jacaranda blossom in 昆明kunming, yunnan province of china
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