are the shades of pemberley to be thus polluted?

once i fix me

ho ho ho

he's gonna miss me

ho ho ho

SHES SO GORGEOUS HELPPPP

Surely this next six minutes of hitting the snooze button on my alarm will leave me feeling well rested. Surely this time.

Such a cute autumn

undiagnosing myself with everything. im free and happy

there are calcified layers of shame in my soul that you could carbon date like rock strata

no! touching grass will kill her she needs tv show that sucks to live

little Jane Austen sketch

you ever wake up from a dream amd immediately think "well that was a bit heavyhanded"

LOVE quitting things LOVE giving up and don’t give a fuck what thoughts anyone has about it either. it’s all dust babe

i hate it here not being about any physical place but feeling like you're just inherently not built for the world around you

how my brain picks a new favorite character who sucks