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rest peacefully my peter pan. ♡ 06.25.09
rest in peace, angelface 🪽
“In a world filled with hate, we must still dare to hope. In a world filled with anger, we must still dare to comfort. In a world filled with despair, we must still dare to dream. And in a world filled with distrust, we must still dare to believe.” - Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 - June 25, 2009)
MARLON JACKSON & MICHAEL JACKSON at Studio 54 for Steve Rubell's birthday party in 1979 (02/∞)
Men should get sluttier and show off their tits and asses more and also let me bite and touch their tummies and thighs whenever I want. Let me know what u guys think of this idea.
victory day — june 13th, 2005.
twenty one years since he's been proven INNOCENT !! ✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧
Counting Spoons
This morning,
I open my eyes to find only seven spoons
lying in a small, dented cup by my bed.
The world asks for twenty.
One spoon — just to sit up.
To blink against the ache in my joints,
to gather my breath and convince my heart
that gravity is worth the fight.
Two more — for a shower.
Steam curling over stiff shoulders,
the heat loosening nothing,
my hands heavy as wet towels.
One — to get dressed.
It takes all the grace I have
to pull fabric over skin
that burns at a whisper of touch.
Another — for breakfast.
Lifting the mug,
stirring the spoon,
pretending the taste matters more than the exhaustion in my jaw.
One — for a phone call.
Because words weigh more than dishes,
and smiling through pain
Keeping up appearances
is its own kind of heavy labor.
By noon, I am out of spoons.
The day still stretches,
hungry and demanding,
but my hands hold only air.
I borrow from tomorrow.
I always borrow from tomorrow.
And tomorrow will wake me
with fewer spoons in the cup.
Source: Counting Spoons
whole jackson family obsessed with snow bunnies. like give us colored girls a chanceeee
⤷ ೃ ◛* (18+) because i found myself staring too much while watching her mv’s.. specifically janet. era
Imagining relaxing at bestfriend!janet’s house, laying on her chest while you two watch Friday for probably the 3rd time now. Janet laughs at Smokey’s usual spiel about smoking, and your head bobs up and down along with the rhythm of her laugh. You giggle as well, sitting up to face her.
“Y’know your boobs are insane, right? I’m getting whiplash over here.” You joked, watching Janet’s small smile form into a bigger one.
“You shut up! You should be grateful,” she raised her brows, pointing a manicured finger at you. “People would die for these.”
“And I’m one of them! They look so good when you wear push up bras. Got me wanting to cop a feel n’ shit.” You playfully flirt, smirking as her jaw starts to work on her gum.
“Stop it.. it’s usually the bra doing all the magic,” she had on a white tee that was horribly low cut, breasts practically spilling out of the shirt now in her laid position. You couldn’t help but stare, feeling you were no better than a pervert. “Have you even seen them before?”
“I don’t think so..” You remarked, tapping a finger to your chin.
“Yeah, that’s probably why.. you gotta see them bare to realize that they’re just normal sized.”
“Show me then!” You blurted, but ending almost at a whisper, making Janet’s brow raise.
“Challenge accepted,” she started, simply tugging at the low hem of her shirt to free her breasts from their cage. “Happy now?”
You felt your entire upper body heat up as her breasts so perfectly bounced out of her top, not expecting her to take you seriously whatsoever. It left you nothing else to do but gawk at her deep brown areolas and almost hard nipples that were both admittedly making your mouth water.
“Y-yeah, they’re amazing Jan…”
“Do you wanna touch em’?” She said lowly, trying to get your attention as your gaze was focused nowhere near her face. You felt yourself throb between your legs, head nodding profusely.
"Can I?" You asked, but not exactly as your curious hands slowly made their way closer and closer to her chest before you even began to speak.
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i didn’t realize this was an option
anyways (I say this as someone who is deeply critical of the united states government, military, unchecked capitalism, police, etc) I am SICK of people treating america as if it has no cultural value or positives so….. I love u 85 million acres (bigger than italy) of national parks. I love u harlem renaissance. I love u groundhogs day. I love u sweet tea and fried chicken and jambalaya. I love u apple cider donuts and maizes on crisp autumn days. I love u 95k miles of coastlines and new england fisherman and hand knitted sweaters. I love u halloween where millions of people dress up and give candy to strangers and carve jack o’lanterns. I love u small talk and small towns and potlucks and bringing over casseroles to your struggling neighbors. I love u cowboys and ranch hands and arizonian cactus. I love u appalachian trail and dirtbikes and divebars. I love u sparklers and fireflies. I love u mark twain and toni morrison and emily dickinson and henry david thoreau. I love u rock n roll i love u bluegrass and hippies i love u jimi hendrix and nirvana and CCR and janis joplin. I love u victorian houses and jonny appleseed and john henry and mothman and bigfoot. I love u foggy days in the pacific northwest and neon signs and roadside attractions. I love u baseball and 1950s diners and soft serve. I love u native american art and pop art and poptarts. I love u blue jeans and barbecues and jazz musicians
by the way you can be both a girl and a boy, completely both at the same time
by the way you can be a girl, a boy, AND gender neutral, all at the same time
by the way you can be EVERY gender, all at the same time, just identifying as all of them
by the way you can be NO gender, yep, if you want; not even "nonbinary" if you don't want to
by the way you can be COMPLETELY a boy PLUS something else
by the way you can be COMPLETELY a girl PLUS something else
by the way you can be a gender themed after something that means a lot to you
by the way you can be a gender related to your neurodivergency
by the way you can be a gender related to your species (for alterhumans)
by the way you can be fluid between VERY specific genders
by the way you can be flux between one gender or another only
by the way you be completely one of the options above WHILE having a gender that fully contradicts it
by the way you can have a gender SPLIT between two or way more genders
by the way you can have your gender set to "just whatever I feel convenient to call myself" without being genderfluid
by the way you can have no label at all
by the way you can make up labels or just completely frankenstein genders together until somethings make you comfortable
be YOU! be WEIRD!
Many people don't realize this or forget it, but i am, in fact, a Virginia Opossum disguised as a human, and we opossums do not have concepts of gender because we're too busy slubbing and eating ticks. Though, I an exploring the eastern long-beaked echidna gender option
gojo and his miiuse
this is so cute 😭😭
How do u deal with your problems?
I don’t
love bug :(
Sometimes knowing spoilers for shows is more fun cause u get to spend the show being like how the fuck does that even end up happening ..
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off the wall michael turns me into a huge pervert i fear.
"bad era" this "mature era" that "vampire Michael" this
I WANT OFF THE WALL MICHAEL
yall don't love him the way I do ALL shade.