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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Sweet Seals For You, Always
One Nice Bug Per Day

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@theartofmadeline
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Doug Jones
EXPECTATIONS
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I’m sooo strong and masculine my arm doesn’t even shake when I’m holding a pot over the sink while I fill it up with water (lying)
«I came upon a family photo album belonging to two ladies. They were Kodachromes from the 1960s. The images weren’t extraordinary in any way, but I was quickly drawn to a detail. I was unable to discern the nature of the relationship between these two women: were they two sisters, two friends, or two lovers? I asked the dealer if he had other albums, and miraculously, he pulled out ten others that were vegetating in old boxes. I bought them all and returned home to begin a kind of investigation inside the albums. Very quickly, I understood that these two women were a couple. Many of the images showed them intertwined, hand in hand, loving eyes. What astonished me was that their middle-class appearance didn’t match the act: the act of producing an image of homosexual love at a time when discretion was the norm. Because to obtain these images, they had to have gone to a small neighborhood photo lab to develop the film and then go back to pick up the prints. They, therefore, had to run the risk of exposing themselves socially. The need to keep a memory of their love was certainly stronger than the disapproval of some business or any concerns about what others might say. Later, I found many other anonymous images with traces of intimate homosexuality. Every time, there were the same testimonies of freedom and happiness. With each discovery, I was stunned, for these images didn’t match the official history of homosexuality as it had been conveyed to us.» [Sébastien Lifshitz, The Invisibles: Vintage Portraits of Love and Pride]
this is immensely funny to me
you lost me the moment you were okay with hurting me.
mutuals to watch the shrek movies with
Phone home [OC]
TO EVERY FAT GIRL WHO WAS KISSED IN THE DARK AND KEPT AT ARMS LENGTH IN THE LIGHT. TO EVERY FAT GIRL WHO WASN’T INTRODUCED TO THEIR PARTNERS’ FRIENDS BECAUSE OF THEIR WEIGHT. TO EVERY FAT GIRL WHO WAS ONCE AFRAID OF GAINING A POUND AND LOSING HER HEART:
YOU ARE SO IMPORTANT AND I FUCKING LOVE YOU AND THEY DON’T DESERVE YOU.
validate me
girl of your dreams 😇 (of)
When I like someone, I be wanting them to send me selfies and random pics all the time. Like please let me adore you.
Voice notes, memes, videos, songs, all of that
you can't always have a soft heart after being scarred or traumatized, and that's okay. you can have a cold messy heart as well, you're on your right to be confused and broken for a while. you don't need to know what kind of heart you wanna have or what kind of person you wanna be. take your time to figure that out and heal.
Just because your life hasn’t gone in the direction you expected doesn’t mean the destination won’t be worthwhile