Beach Souvenirs

Ok now I’m reading more about her apparently she was anti abolishment of slavery?? I don’t want to be her wish cancelled

I’m too tired to keep calling my little sister I’m too tired to keep hanging out with my friend I’m too tired for all of this I just want to be Emily Dickinson I’m sorry

Hello, I won't take much of your time. I'll just say that we can no longer bear all this hunger, siege, and death. We're truly exhausted. I've written dozens of posts since my Tumblr debut. Many have supported and helped me, but many have also been opposed and abused by ruthless, unscrupulous, and Zionist people. I came to say: If any of you can help in any way, whether by donating, sharing, or anything else, please help us. We are being torn apart by hunger. And when I say torn apart, hunger is truly tearing us apart. I want a normal life with water, electricity, and food. I want to live in peace and sleep without fear. You can help me now by finding the scarce and expensive food. I hope the crossing will open soon so I can escape the horrors of war. So, I'm here to ask for your help. Follow my blog, share this post, and donate to me. Sorry for the inconvenience and thank you for your time.

This is my donation link if you are able please donate and thank you

a story in two images (x, x)

in many ways being alive is about getting to have a little coffee every morning

we used to have rookie mag. That Petra Collins pic of her brother fox looking at the sunset on that hill. Now we have the manosphere...

Fujiyama Nobu

Lotus Leaves - Evening Blue (2018)

A hora da Estrela (Suzana Amaral, 1985)