When I die…
… plant catnip on my grave. I want to be visited by lots and lots of cats.
this changes everything
もののけ姫 PRINCESS MONONOKE, 1997. dir. Hayao Miyazaki
garlic bread.
the universe is not in a hurry. You are. It’s why you are anxious, stressed and disappointed. Trust that what was meant to be yours, will be yours.
Don’t order delivery if you can’t tip your driver 👏🏻 👏🏻
“I am no longer shrinking myself to be more digestive. You can choke.”
— Alessandra, mychicitalianlife (via metrosouthern)
She is beautiful. She is divine. She will get all that she wants.
She is me. I am she.
Dance Theatre of Harlem Company. Magnifique! 🩰
Beautiful! The piece is Bach Violin Concerto in A Minor (3rd movement)
you have this idea in your head that the only time you’re worthy of being loved is when you’re at your best. you’re still worthy of being loved when you’re at your lowest. you’re still worthy of being loved when you don’t want to go on anymore. you are still worthy of being loved even when you don’t love yourself. you are a human and therefore always worthy of being loved and don’t you fool yourself into thinking otherwise.
I used to have an impressive perfume collection and then I just let it die for some reason. BUT I have finally built it up a decent amount again
Choca esos 5 bro
sometimes its just like *street lights reflecting off the wet asphalt at night* maybe life isnt so ugly after all
yes exactly
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