shepofships: “Red… will I ever… see you again…? I mean… face to face. I like to wonder, about that. Like maybe you could get me out of here or something. Then! Then we could watch, everything around us, wash away… hand in hand.”

shepofships: “Red… will I ever… see you again…? I mean… face to face. I like to wonder, about that. Like maybe you could get me out of here or something. Then! Then we could watch, everything around us, wash away… hand in hand.”

Imthedoctorbasicallyfun: My Brain: Eat Me: Okay, What Should We Make? My Brain: No Make!!! Only Eat.

Into The Dreamscape

Yesterdaysprint:the Press Herald, Pine Grove, Pennsylvania, February 15, 1935

An Age Undreamed

Twenyonepilots:do You Ever Get Sad Attacks And It Drains You And You’re Just Left Sitting There Like Wow This Is So Uncalled For Rude

Obiwanisbae: ❝What Will Ny152 Say Today I Wonder. I Turn On My Computer. I Wait Impatiently As It Connects. I Go Online, And My Breath Catches In My Chest Until I Hear Three Little Words: You’ve Got Mail. I Hear Nothing. Not Even A Sound On The

Nudity And Nerdery

Bemineunderthestars: I’m Tantor Omg

Bluekomadori:here’s Some Pokes I Drew In The Past Week

Sansas:626 Was Designed To Be A Monster. But Now, There’s Nothing To Destroy. You See, I Never Gave Him A Greater Purpose. What Must It Be Like — To Have Nothing? Not Even Memories To Visit In The Middle Of The Night.

Makesgoodchoices: I Am In The 1% Of The Population With This, But I Really Do Not Enjoy Summer. I Love Winter, Like… If You Are Cold, You Can Put On A Hoodie, You Can Grab A Blanket And Snuggle…. Like… When You’re Hot, What Do You Do? Rip Your

Mirroir: Illustration By Robert Anning Bell From And Edition Of The Tempest Published 1901

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