💖💖💖) and was super flattered! Selfies are haaard bc IDK ~Beauty Standards~ and all, so you get a dump of them and probably no more for a long long time:
(1) overly brightened version of me wearing my hoodie up a la Children of Satan style, (2) bathroom selfie bc y’know (btw I made that necklace I’m wearing in top right), (3) a TINY smile, bc St. Patrick’s cathedral is in the bg and classing things up, (4) blue-filtered nonsense in front of another church to look like a frame from an indie movie about whether or not the Manic Pixie Dream girl will accept Loser Dude and the church message is encouraging a yes? IDK. (5) Felt like posing with this model showing her my hand modeling game is better than hers so there, (6) Got a pic with Gaspard Ulliel and NO the fact that he’s 5 times bigger than me won’t be a problem for us we are in LOVE. (7) #45 in fact is a neighbor of mine, not next door thank goodness, but a walkable number of avenue blocks away OH WELL.
Bonus:
Yes that is 100% real plastic diamond I’m wearing.
Tagging ppl who have tagged me in a get-to-know-me-meme recently (I’m flattered that you tagged me, not sure if I’ll answer)(I’m sorry sometimes I get shy and don’t want to #be social #on a social network) or in the past, or just been in my activity feed recently, but please, consider yourself tagged, I’d love to see more of your faces!
No pressure if you are tagged, you can post a selfie or give me 5 things that make you happy. If you’re an RP blog, you can do it in character ;}
“And then he came forward out of the chair and took hold of me and held tight to me, and, despite myself, I took his hand. He bent down, pressing his head against my chest and holding my hand so tight that he caused me pain.” Interview With The Vampire, 1994
listen i might be drunk but im right. art & literature & nature & music make life worth living. people who look like they were ripped out of a caravaggio painting make life worth living. go organize a bacchanal in the woods. take pics of your lover in your hotel room in venice. who cares if there’s a void in your soul. who cares if you can’t get attached to anyone. neither can michelangelo’s david.