constant ramblings
22 | she/her
22 | she/her
The Morning Mists (Clyties of the Mist) by Herbert James Draper (1912)
(via sophsicle)
(via real)
(via perrfectly)
Achilles: Alright, listen up you little shits.
Achilles: Not you, Patroclus. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled to have you here.
(via neckkiss)
(via neckkiss)
(via neckkiss)
(via real)
(via hemoglobin)
(via perrfectly)