jacindaelena: Ireland by florescent
dicketysplit:where the fuck would we be without garlic honestly
heteroglossia: “My brother used to ask the birds to forgive
mikaeled:You can’t speak. You can’t move. But this opens
thewavesbrokeontheshore: “You kiss the back of my legs and
westwallys:LUPITA NYONG’O‘Us’ Première, London (March