so long ago this site held the deepest parts of me and now it knows nothing but cyber dust
so long ago this site held the deepest parts of me and now it knows nothing but cyber dust
in the mood for love, 2000 (dir. wong kar-wai)Â
ph. wing shya
“sometimes people break and never go back to being the same person again. that doesn’t mean they didn’t heal at all, they just turned out to be someone different, someone who got stronger.â€
—
recovery.
cool what the FUCKING HECK does this mean tho
has. has no one else seen these. gen zillenials where u at
i completely understand
I completely understand this
I think I just experienced asmr from looking at these
i fucking used to chew those colorful clear shits
dear lord
Oh my god I remember
shit you right
And those little fucking coloured dogs, what are the dogs called FUCK they helped with numbers and came with huge fucking books they are midnight snacks
what a day!!!!!!!! nothing happened and i was tired
May you find exactly what you want at the thrift shop, in your price range, next time you’re there.
can’t pass up this kinda karma
and in your size
if you ever try to befriend me and you expect to be in frequent contact with me i am so sorry. i do that with maybe two people and even then i often go days or weeks without saying anything before talking daily for a while.Â
the point is if we dont talk that doesnt mean i dont like u and think about u a lot im just terrible at maintaining close relationships
Neon Nights, 2016 | by Elsa Bleda
Left: Pilea peperomioides — via morganetenoux (instagram). Right — Collection of satellite dishes (unknown source)