Bunnicula-7 - 𖦹 ⋆ .˚⋆༺☆༻⋆˚. ⋆ 𖦹

advertisement for madame tussaud's 'chamber of horrors guillotine,' resin hobby kit for self-assembly, c. 1960s.

Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still

nah bc why am i giving snaps to all of baddie willow’s actions like ong fucking same girl

Star Wars concept art by Ralph McQuarrie.

guilt is thick, like a quilt draped up to my neck. thankfully the sun that dances on my wall in the morning coaxes it into a thin veil. i remember to breathe

weeping and crying

I unfortunately cannot appreciate the Buffybot for the comedic relief it is bc all I can ever think abt is willow spending hours desperately trying to recreate her best friend bc she refuses to accept she is gone.

remember when they gave the bronze a cyberpunk makeover

pins collected by dr. hilda a. hidalgo during her years of lesbian activism, c. 1970s.