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@baristabillwill
You have a place in my heart that no one else can have.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via syntacked)
me: yeah im done crying over this lol its not even worth my tears
me 3 seconds later:
Love Is Lifting These Queer Couples Higher In Incredible Trick Photo Series
They’ve been swept off their feet!
Finally…the gay agenda is almost complete. We’re growing more powerful by the minute.
l e v i t a t e t h e g a y s
this combines so many of my favorite things
With just the right amount of seasoning added in lol. Never the whole pack
when your therapist says “you wanna know what I think?” and you know you’re about to be read for filth
I was right.
How most people with invisible illnesses are treated by health care “professionals”
The Golden Girls didn’t fuck around
pls watch
honestly i really appreciated this scene when I first saw it bc it took me like two years to get a diagnosis for what’s wrong with me
Dorothy: Dr. Budd?
Dr. Budd: Yes?
Dorothy: You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick. Do you remember? You told me I was just getting old.
Dr. Budd: I’m sorry, I really don’t–
Dorothy: Remember. Maybe you’re getting old. That’s a little joke. Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick. I have chronic fatigue syndrome. That is a real illness. You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr. Budd: Huh. Well, I’m sorry about that.
Dorothy: Well, I’m glad! At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd: I’m sure. Well, nice seeing you.
Dorothy: Not so fast. There are some things I have to say. There are a lot of things that I have to say. Words can’t express what I have to say. [tearing up] What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.
Dr. Budd: Good!
Dorothy: But I will!
Dr. Budd’s date: Louis, who is this person?
Dr. Budd: Look, Miss–
Dorothy: Sit. I sat for you long enough. Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me. You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up. You dismissed me! You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time. Is that your caring profession? Is that healing? No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one. I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.
Dr. Budd: Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–
Dr. Budd’s date: Shut up, Louis.
Dorothy: I don’t know where you doctors lose your humanity, but you lose it. You know, if all of you, at the beginning of your careers, could get very sick and very scared for a while, you’d probably learn more from that than anything else. You’d better start listening to your patients. They need to be heard. They need caring. They need compassion. They need attending to. You know, someday, Dr. Budd, you’re gonna be on the other side of the table, and as angry as I am, and as angry as I always will be, I still wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
Reblogging for any of my mutuals who’ve ever dealt with Dr. Budd.
Straights always go grabbin ya phone when you tryin to show them something and I’m like sis….. a gay man’s phone is a very dangerous place
out of respect for my mutuals who will be leaving tumblr soon, I will exclusively beat my meat to your explicit content as a salute to your years of service
That moment of utter disappointment LGBT people go through every now and then
this was so pure
simon’s friends: why did you do it, simon?
simon: I was closeted and not ready to come out and martin was threatening to out me to the entire school if I didn’t help him slightly inconvenience you
simon’s friends: okay but wHY
simon:
Leah: you were setting me up to get my heart broken!
Simon, a clueless gay who had no idea she was in love with him:
martin: I didn’t think people still did shit like that
simon, a gay with common sense and eyes:
Simon: *literally gets bullied and shunned by the whole school for being gay*
The whole school: *shows up to the Ferris wheel to cheer Simon on now that he decides to be confident*
Simon:
SImon: Outed for being gay and having his entire intimate thoughts and feelings published for the world to see, losing someone he cared about
SImon’s friends: Let’s make this about me.
my ass sitting in the theater:
Reblog If You Would Date Someone With A Prosthetic Limb Or In A Wheelchair.
La Roux - In For the Kill