My earliest memories of looking up at night were always filled with stars. Whether they be the iridescent stars my mother painted on the ceiling of the bedroom I grew up in, or Ramona’s beautiful night sky. The nights I spent on blankets spread out under that sky with my lover, now years ago. And now I look up and see metaphorical stars spinning around my head. I need to rest.
planetmuncher
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O R G A S M S
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Flying a drone through fireworks
I really don’t think anything exists man
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Flying a drone through fireworks
I really don’t think anything exists man
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And of course they come in, like, a million pieces you have to put together yourself.
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City storm siren, location unknown.
my wedding song
Dystopian
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THIS IS WHAT FUCKING HAPPENS WHEN YOU FORGET TO RINSE THE TUB OUT AFTER USING A LUSH INTERGALATIC BATHBOMB!
He’s fine. He got a bath.
Lush glitter is made of seaweed.
He’s cosplaying the night sky.
