Reblog with your animal. It’s toucans for me
Wolves for me. I’ve always loved wolves.
I’m forty and haven’t figured it out.
Im 44 and Im still winging it. The big secret to being an adult is that we are still the kids we once were with jobs. No one knows what theyre doing.
43 here and life isn’t nearly as fun as it was in my 20s. I’ve missed every milestone along the way, gradually destroying my confidence and self esteem in the process, and could only watch with envy as all my friends hit theirs practically like clockwork. It honestly sucks and makes me wish I could just be back in my 20s again.
Stop removing Lady Dimitrescu’s wrinkles and stretch marks/scars/blemishes. Stop making her super skinny, because clearly she is not. Stop de-aging Lady Dimitrescu. She is a mature woman and her wrinkles/blemishes are part of her beauty. Literally stop removing those features.
I’ve always preferred the ‘98 version.
Stop removing Lady Dimitrescu’s wrinkles and stretch marks/scars/blemishes. Stop making her super skinny, because clearly she is not. Stop de-aging Lady Dimitrescu. She is a mature woman and her wrinkles/blemishes are part of her beauty. Literally stop removing those features.