"God Is Just Man Reimagined."

Hi can you pls write sesbian lex :333

For me I'm gonna give you 2 cookies if you do

This is what happens when you have mommy issues

Anyways I'm gonna do fluff because I love fluff😝

TW: Brainrot ahead

Jiafei breathed deeply in the balcony. The pungent smell of firecrackers in the field was agonising. Her nostrils felt like they were on fire. Right. Time for a puff from her inhaler.

She reached deliberately slow to her pockets, as if savouring the burning feeling of the firecracker soot still lingering around her nose. It was a feeling of unexplained joy—a new year had begun. A new era, full of life and hope.

She breathed deeply. One puff. Two. Kai Cenat really knew his stuff, making these inhalers. Back into her pocket. She caught herself thinking of Cupcakke as she stared into the distance. If only she could make it from Ohio to Floptropica on New Years'.....

Jiafei felt two warm hands snaking around her waist, and a pair of long nails like talons asserting their hold around her. She smiled a knowing smile. Her high pitched voice droned. "Guess you're here, finally".

Cupcakke merely hummed as she buried her face in Jiafei's neck, kissing it softly. Her bright pink nails caressed Jiafei's face, making her face herself. She leaned into Jiafei's ear, and whilst smiling softly, whispered—"I could never leave you alone on New Year's, love. You're the light of my life, fire of my loins. Happy New Year's."

Jiafei closed her eyes in serenity as she felt Cupcakke's moist lips close in around her, a warm embrace contrasting to the chilly surroundings.

Me and who?

I think you're crazy, baby

<3

Presenting to you, the f-girl. Better than the f-boys.

Photoshoot from 2014 by Kurt Iswarienko.

The urge to lay here in silence with my beloved at some point in the future 🖤

Unfortunately I wasn't a 16 yr old upper middle class teen in LA in 2015 in my tiny bikini and with tinier shot glasses so I'm just gonna have to relive that in the corners of a social media app through memoirs of lives in the forms of photographs which I wish I could've been in <3

the beach photos were unmatched

And we stare thirstily at the lips that pompously spread lies for quick honour.

Occasionally we're afraid of those eyes who don't even have the courage to confront themselves

+Cults, flora cash, the fat rat, aurora, of monsters and men, noisettes, maybe even alan walker—Can I get an amen too?

if no one got me I know mumford & sons, hozier, lord huron, radical face, ethel cain, florence & the machine, sleeping at last and noah kahan got me, can I get an amen

Academia will never wash away no matter the amount of time. It is timeless.

this goodbye felt worst of all