My very own Sphinx.

Timestamp: 1410466719

My very own Sphinx.

moniquill:

Oh honey, that’s just how old houses are. They settle. They sometimes creak or groan, or quietly weep, or demand blood sacrifice in voices that sounds like the fluttering wings of a thousand moths. It’s just the house settling. For whatever it can get. Go back to sleep.

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who keeps making Step Up movies and why

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asylum-art:

"Electric Blossom" series by Torkil Gudnason

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Timestamp: 1409636411

asylum-art:

"Electric Blossom" series by Torkil Gudnason

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Anonymous:
If I could, I would. Would you let me?

Shoulda, Woulda, Coulda

Feeling Blurry

Timestamp: 1409633504

Feeling Blurry

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