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I just wanna say; the Golden Girls is one of the best series that was way ahead of it's time and Sophia is a fucking legend.

I really feel like time is running away from me, but like he's not running at an impossible speed, I just have legs like hard spaghetti and if I tried to chase him, they would break :)

Like what if I just paint faces on rocks?? Just make a rock town with rock people. I don't know how it will help me, but I'm sure it will make something better.

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hello there sanders sides fandom, I present this mermaid Logan to you as an offering

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I know it’s not hard to point out reactionaries hypocrisy when it comes to like safe spaces or hug boxes or whatever but genuinely how much of an echo chamber do you have to exist in for you to think this is a reasonable thing to say

You’ve grown into someone who would have protected you as a child. And that is the most powerful move you made.

This came up randomly and it really made me smile!

tangerine snail 🍊

I'm overwhelmed by how ✨ well ✨ this one turned out😭❤️

• It all starts, as it will end, with a garden •

[Bildad x Aziraphale]

This is so beautiful❤️

Couldn’t resist, as soon as I saw the suit I had to draw the pookie 🥺🌟

A Beacon of Bright Stars

I want to say a thousand things with a gesture, a small offering of affection, a beacon of bright stars— what if we make new constellations? Arrange spaces for each other, slowly, with the unhurried curiosity of recognition, like calling to like, holy in the only way that matters.

What if there is magick to be found here, between us? Hearts heavy with the past still sing, still dance, still know how to revel in wonder, a frisson of want stark as a bright moon, new as each day—

this is a bargain before you, not a crossroads but a gift, a reminder that yes can be an adventure, that mouths are meant for meeting, that hands are meant for holding, that layer by layer let this distance come apart— I am here, a wild thing, looking for a reason.