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17 years on this Earth as a female. argh! but yeah! haha. I like art, reading, painting , music , movies . To unlock more about me - send asks...!

[rue-in-indore]

Went to this breathtakingly beautiful palace.

Lal bagh palace, Indore

[makingimages]

[worstgirlintheclub]

Interacting galaxies NGC 4038 and NGC 4039 in the Corvus constellation

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

Majestic!!

[shamebats]

I recommend also reading the post this commenter is responding to.

[manykinsmen]

“men can’t be oppressed” -> men of colour

“white men can’t be oppressed” -> gay men

“heterosexual men can’t be oppressed” -> trans men

“cis-het men can’t be oppressed” -> intersex men

“perisex men can’t be oppressed” -> disabled men

“able-bodied men can’t be oppressed” -> neurodivergent men

“cis-het perisex white able-bodied neurotypical men can’t be oppressed” -> buddy let me tell you about wealth and class and homelessness and immigrants and minority languages and cultures and being a child and being an elderly person and and and

we can keep doing this all day but the reality of the world is that very few people don’t face any kind of oppression at all and everyone exists in a complicated, intersecting web where they have privileges over some people in some contexts and some others are have privilege over them in other contexts. no one individual is incapable of enacting oppression and if you think that about yourself you need to go away and interrogate that belief.

[nedlittle]

it makes me sad the way cis women are so terrified of and disgusted by their own body hair. and i'm not talking "i have to shave for sensory reasons" i mean i keep seeing videos of women using hair identifier spray on their faces and hands so they can shave the tiniest barely-there bits of peach fuzz that came free with their bodies. hair that serves a purpose and that purpose is cleanliness and protection. i mean when i was in elementary school girls who had barely hit puberty were talking about shaving their arms. i mean full-grown adult women who will have a breakdown if they see two days of stubble on their legs/crotch/ jaw/pits because god forbid you don't look like a perfect plastic barbie doll. god forbid your body that keeps you alive comes with hair that may not be soft and glossy and photogenic. some women are so afraid of having any hair apart from their head and eyebrows that they've uno reversed themselves into six different kinds of gender dysphoria that they can't recognize as such because they're convinced that this unnatural state of highly-groomed capital-informed beauty is how women have always been. you're so scared of looking "gross" or "ugly" or "mannish" that you can't even look at your body in the mirror and recognize what it is. sister you are an ape. why are you so determined to deny your nature.

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

All capitalism!!!hell

[papercook1e]

Whoever wrote this, slayed so hard with all these statements, truer words have never been spoken

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

I also read something toilet papers wouldn't be free in public washrooms if men didn't have to wipe their a**s but bleeding is also a normal bodily function and yet because it's women we don't have pads/tampons free!

So after reading this O thought that if it was mentioned who had to go through all of this they would get a maternity leave / abortion rights/ 3 Pm off at work/ work from home..

Seriously why did it have to be like that.f***ing frustrating as hell .🙄

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

Hey! I want to send you something in your DMs. When you get a chance, follow me or drop me a message. Hope you have a good day!

Signed:

DJT & ELON MUSK ★

Sorry!! I had been inactive on Tumblr for a few months and only just saw this. I would be fine if you still wanna DM. Then Have a good day!

[poeticmines]

Do you guys ever feel like there's too many emotions going on that you can't address any of them, you can't write about it because it's too much to even think about? Feeling overwhelmed by what appears to be nothing but in the inside it's everything

[scorpionlafemme]

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

So true because I have seen it , More like experienced it closely and finally I see it in words. thank you

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

I was randomly scrolling through my online diary and I found this wonderful piece that I wrote in April. I didn't realise I was able to write like this . I vaguely remember I wrote this when a sudden realisation hit me and I did not have a pen or paper so I scrambled to the app for the fear that I may lose the thought. It's .......idk.. amazing.

[lavenderlogic]

What is your perspective about Love ? Like any kind of it any version. Especially about what definition of Love we have created in modern times and all.

I think love is complicated it’s hard, messy, and it demands a lot of sacrifice, effort, and patience. But I also believe it’s completely worth it when you find your forever person, because everyone deserves to feel and experience real love.

The problem is, not many people actually know how to give it, and even fewer know how to receive it. In today’s world, love has become so transactional a constant game of who cares less, who texts first, who shows emotion last. Everyone’s guarding their hearts like it’s a battlefield.

But the truth is, love only really works when you give your all. And sadly, we’re such a hurt generation that even though we all crave something genuine, we keep hurting each other because we don’t actually know how to love right.

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

Yeah I know it's was difficult to shrink that vast word 'love' in three paragraphs but the last feels like I read something I wanted to or rather needed to. So thanks for making me feel someone somewhere unknown sitting and sharing my thoughts. It's such a weird yet beautiful thing.

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover's once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.

This post reminds me of how we read something and realisation hits us and suddenly we are pulled into a internal abyss of thinking what I just read.

Also the og post is from someone called acutelesbian from tumblr however I wasn't able to find the account. This is copied from the og post's screenshot and theres more to it .

[perfectfeelings]

“The cost of not following your heart is spending the rest of your life wishing you had.”

— Unknown

[itsdeenlee]

“The sadness from the morning didn’t exactly go away; it dried on me and slowly crumbled, leaving me covered in little flakes, like if you eat a glazed donut in a black shirt. That was how it was being a grown-up. We were all moving through the world like that, like those river dolphins that look pink only because they’re so covered in scars.”

- Rufi Thorpe, Margo’s Got Money Troubles

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

Morning sadness...............

Yes🙂

[purplevibesss]

[beyond-the-mistical-mountains]

MERCY

Once, we were grilling zucchini from the garden.

It was summer time and I was about to leave you.

A praying mantis landed on the grill

He was bright and beautiful even as he fizzled and I burned all my fingertips trying to save him.

You can't tell when an insect is in pain

But he must have been and you put him in the grass so softly

where I found and stomped him

And I think it surprised us what we each defined as mercy.

J.SULLIVAN

Found this poem somewhere deep into the Internet and it just hit me....and I am in hospital bed so thought I'd share....