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[perfumeworld64]

Perfume world

all types of brand perfume avalible men and women

[plomegranate]

i love palestinian and arab culture so much.

my grandma wearing thobes around the house and making us tamriyeh. my cousins wedding when we all wore thobes and keffiyehs and took photos downtown and we danced with someone playing the guitar on the street and this lady stopping us to tell us we all looked so beautiful. walking the graduation stage in a thobe. the girl who liked to guess arab peoples ethnicities telling me "you're wearing tatreez... do you want me to write 'palestinian' on your forehead?" the keffiyeh my brother keeps on the drivers seat of his car.

my dad sending me off to my last semester of college with 2 pomegranates and a jar of palestinian olive oil. my cousins wife coming up with new ways to make zaatar and cheese pastries. me and my grandma sitting on the floor and making waraq 3neb- my job was to separate the leaves so she could roll them easier. my mom sending me and my brother to school with eid cookies for my teachers and tasking us with delivering some to the neighbors. my aunt glaring at me and piling more food on my plate and then asking if i was still hungry (i wasnt). my mom always telling me to invite my friends and cousins over for dinner and asking me what they like to eat. my family getting my dad knafeh instead of cake for his birthday. the man who told me i made the "best fetteh in the western hemisphere".

the man in the shawarma shop who gave me my fries for free and baklava i didnt order because we spoke about being palestinian while he took my order. the person on tumblr who i bonded with because we are from the same palestinian city. the girl i met on campus who exclaimed "youre palestinian? me too!" because i was wearing my keffiyeh. the girl in my class that showed me the artwork about palestine her dad made and donated for fundraising. the couple in the grocery store who noticed my palestinian shirt and talked with me for 20 minutes and ended up being a family friend. the silly palestinian kids i tutored sighing in disappointment when i told them i was born in america because they were hoping that id have been born "somewhere cooler". my friends family who bought me dinner despite me being there by chance and having met me for the first time the day before.

the boys starting uncoordinated dabke lines in my high school's hallways. the songs about the longing and love for our land. the festivals and parties and gatherings where everything smells like shisha and oud. memories of waiting in the car for an hour as my parents talked at the doorway of their friends homes. my cousins and i showing up at each others homes with cake or fruit or games as if it was the first time we ever visited even though we always say "you dont have to".

kids stubbornly helping to clean and make tea after a meal while being told to go sit down because they are guests. the necklaces in the shape of our home countries. people hugging and laughing and acting as if theyve known each other for years because they come from the same city or know people with the same last name. the day i finally got to bully my friends into letting me pay the bill because i had a job and they were still students. my moms friend who calls us every time she's at the grocery store to see if we need something

palestinian people are so resilient and hardworking and charitable. they love their culture and their community and are so quick to share and welcome anyone in. everyday i am so thankful and proud to be part of such a warm and lovely culture

[ink-the-artist]

“Social media has made this generation so narcissistic and self centered everyone’s always posting selfies and posting about everything they do during the day” shut up. The human desire to show you exist and you were here is innate and we’ve been doing it since the days we were leaving hand prints on cave walls

[shelovesplants]

If I was a perfume, it would would smell of weed💨 and anxiety 😖

[gravitywasneveranoption]

my fucked up cat stimboard

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[gaydeadwizardsfromthe70]

Why do I always see amortentia fanfiction where Remus smells like books and the forest and shits? That guy smells like cigarette smokes, stale coffee, and the kind of cream you put on your knees when they hurt. He doesn't smell good, he reeks and it's impossible to stand too much near him when he talks to you because he will smell like an old person

[foxdrabbles]

In the spirit of that one Foxpile request: Wolfpile? Red finally getting the tail she deserves. And hopefully everyone else enjoying themselves too.

"I will say, Lena, when you suggested this I was a little skeptical. But this has been wonderful!"

Provence leaned against the back of the couch, smiling gently. Next to her, the Reaper in Red was intently combing the large purple tail that was strewn across her lap.

"I'm glad you're enjoying yourself." Perfumer stood up from her armchair. "Would either of you like more tea? Another scone?"

"No, I think I'm good. Red?"

Red shook her head without looking up from where her hands were sunk deep in purple fur.

Provence laughed. "Another hit, perhaps?" She offered the pipe she held loosely in her hand. Red shook her head again.

"Ah, well, more for me." Provence took a deep inhale from the pipe, blowing out a thin cloud of smoke that wound its way slowly towards the ceiling.

[k-illdarlings]

[perfumeworld64]

perfume world

[weaveme-into-yoursin]

Had a customer who thought I was 22 today and the look of pure shock on her face when I told her I was about to turn 27 was *chef’s kiss*

[popping-your-culture]

That time Katy Perry went full Catwoman while hawking her own brand of Purrfume. Read the full post and see the images here!

[ferdydurke]

Wow entered an empty bus and it smells just like my grandmas apartment... crazy

[onlyzhuyilong]

[xcruelladcvil]

─◇─◇ OPEN STARTER

event: full moon ball

location: the bar

cruella flashed a practiced smile as she walked up to the bar, just returning from the smoking area yet again ( bloody hell, this clean city would be the death of her ). "stunning," she said, chuckling to herself as one of the models she'd hired mere days ago walked by. they wore something from one of her last collections before her return. this ... sweet, childish ball was practically a free runway for the house of de vil and she wasn't about to squander it. her models looked divine.

suddenly interested at the person next to her, she surveyed them for a second before making her move : tapping her cigarette holder so the embers of the dying thing would fall into the person's drink. "oh! silly me. let me buy you a new one. and you can tell me all about where you got ..." she looked their outfit up and down, as if forcing herself to be kind, " that."

[themathomhouse]

what is it like having an elderly cat?

well, she has an air of dignity and majesty which is only enhanced by her little grey beard. she loves a cuddle and when she still jumps or plays she does so daintily - she has the carriage of a real lady!

which is why when she perches on my chest and then unleashes the unholiest farts known to what is left of my sense of smell, once it reaches her petite nose, she looks at me with assured blame in her eyes, and leaves me with the stink.

it is matched only by the indignation radiating from her entire little body when I clean her bum for her.

I love her more than anything.

[tea-earl-grey]

every time I get an asthma attack from existing in an indoor public place because someone is smoking they should have to pay for the $75 of asthma meds I take every month.

(disclaimer – I fully support the decriminalization and legalization of marijuana. i just also support the right for people with respiratory disabilities and sensitivities to exist)