gross-out girl

i'm going in the crevice about/byf

[carriefrances-deactivated201912]

reviewers when women are getting abused onscreen: árt

reviewers when women are having fun onscreen: terrible content

[on-poetry]

“i can never inhale deep enough to do anything but survive,”

— @healingsoft, on crying and crying and staying busy while it hurts, out of “Let Me Be Ugly”

[eaterofbirds]

This is my life

[calebwittebane]

[calebwittebane]

[kalashni-kitty]

[pixelated-nightmares]

Cthulhu by GigiCave

[americanpsycho1991]

he’s got some nice legs

[youngninelifer]

Not to be cheesy but in 2018 the concept of ‘cheesy’ is gone, we’re throwing it out…….. love what u love and wax poetic about it twenty four sev and keep ur heart glowing,, no more worrying about your happiness being ‘over the top’ ! Pursue goofy shit! Love urself!

[slow-riot-deactivated20200720]

Thinking about going in the opposite direction from people who call movies “films.” I’m gonna exclusively refer to movies as “videos” from now on.

[lilcowgirl7-deactivated20210223]

The cognitive revolution was a mistake girls! I’m tired of thinking

[sangredesirena78463748-deactiva]

womanhood isn’t a reject pile for those who don’t fit into conventional standards of manliness fyi

[theoreocat]

[specialmemefresh-deactivated202]

[tervenlady-deactivated20180703]

i hate this whole “identifying” stuff… you either are something or you aren’t, end of story

[northw0man-deactivated20201019]

wouldn’t it be fuckin sweet if you could identify with someone’s experiences instead of actually identifying as them and co-opting their entire existence wow what a concept

[soiecerise]

“…the heart slips backward, remembering, remembering.”

— Anne Sexton, from “The Twelve-Thousand-Day Honeymoon” in The Complete Poems  (via exoticwild)

[butch-king-frankenstein]

name me one good thing to have happened in the world that wouldn’t have been accomplished had Hugh Hefner never existed

[doktorpeace-deactivated20251208]

[heartcountry]

“You are not the heaviness sitting inside of you. You are not the battlefield where the bodies fall, and you are not the sound of cannons breaking the sky open. You are what happens after the war. The surviving. The healing. The rebuilding.”

— Y.Z, for the bad nights