French Kisses

21 - Australia | Hello world, ask away

[whitegirlsaintshit]

a guide to the white girl's "sexy" dance

sway hips in a figure 8 motion

do this while bending the knees into a squat position

come back up

raise arms above head

look at armpit seductively

put hands in hair

don’t pay attention to the beat

at all

this is your dancefloor

you rule the school, Megan

swing those hips, you sexy bitch

[computasputin]

[chocolatechickpea]

I’ve never felt more attacked by a post

[henrvcavill]

Winston Duke ph. by Carlos Serrao for Esquire Magazine (2019)

[blackqueerblog]

We need to protect this man at all cost

[swifth]

“There is an old poem by Neruda that I’ve always been captivated by, and one of the first lines in it has stuck with me ever since the first time i read it. It says "love is so short, forgetting is so long”. It’s a line I’ve related to in my saddest moments, when i needed to know someone else had felt the exact same way.” (RED prologue)

[frxstguardian]

Chris McCarrell | photos by Emma Mead

[understands]

[chocolatechickpea]

Alcohol

[dankmemeuniversity]

[orbitaleire]

its that time again

[chocolatechickpea]

Me 24/7

[fjamie013]

[jetsetter-life]

[e-stocado]

[deputyrook-deactivated20231017]

me @ myself knowing full well I’d go dark side for an attractive villain

[chocolatechickpea]

Q

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

“Give the gift of your absence to those who do not appreciate your presence.”

— Unknown

[transvioletbaudelaire]

When lemony snicket said “i will love you as misfortune loves orphans, as fire loves innocence and as justice loves to sit and watch while everything goes wrong. i will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. i will love you as we grow older, which has just happened, and has happened again, and happened several days ago, continuously, and then several years before that, and will continue to happen as the spinning hands of every clock and the flipping pages of every calendar mark the passage of time. i will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close that we could slip the curved straw, and the long, slender spoon, between our lips and fingers respectively. i will love you if you don’t marry me. i will love you if you marry someone else, and i will love you if you have a child, and i will love you if you have two children, or three children, or even more, although I personally think three is plenty, and i will love you if you never marry at all, and never have children, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all, and I must say that on late, cold nights i prefer this scenario out of all the scenarios i have mentioned. that, beatrice, is how i will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way”

[yaslicocukk]

[ontarom]

Does anybody remember this “go nuts, show nuts, whatever” gem? Oh how the mighty have fallen.

[dankassbitchh]