joy is not made to be a crumb

cin, she/her, 20s

[heartsl0b]

breakfast at the window

[love-leah]

[mary-philbin]

You see, Hopsi, you don’t know very much about girls. The best ones aren’t as good as you probably think they are and the bad ones aren’t as bad. Not nearly as bad.

Barbara Stanwyck as Jean Harrington THE LADY EVE (1941) dir. Preston Sturges

[princesssokphanny]

A once-in-a-lifetime shot — the moon perfectly framed by a rainbow. Caught at just the right time. 🌈 🌕

[kedreeva]

Sourcing the photos as taken by Mark Ham on Instagram, according to one of the replies.

[leebrontide]

Happy Pride month to the moon

[eternalnostos]

GEORGE RUSSELL - BRAZIL GP (2025) ♡

[lukedjarinsblog]

this is now my favorite george video ever... ohhhh my fruitloops you are really endearing

[pharmersonly]

gay people in my phone let’s enjoy looking at laila’s back and shoulders together

[cinurelan]

wheel to wheel? mouth to mouth. crashing out? making out.

[cinurelan]

wistfully thinking about my kinkmeme prompts and the nonnies who claimed them... i hope inspiration fills the canals of your soul, may the nordic tree of life touch you with its ancient, bark-lined fingers, may you write with the impassioned fury of a thousand suns and blaze a trail of enlightenment with your words. amen.

[cinurelan]

George wraps his lips around Toto’s fingers, teeth grazing at the edge of his ring. Toto doesn’t usually ever take it off. Once, he’d gone for a shower and it’d been left on the bedside table. George had had a quick, surreptitious snoop and spotted Susie’s name engraved in over-fancy lettering on the interior, sentimental beyond what the outwardly smooth steel band suggested.

Toto’s watching him now, heavy-lidded gaze satisfied, possessing. And George wants- he wants- to stake a similar claim on Toto. Tongues at the joint-seam where skin meets metal, digs his teeth in and just lightly - pulls.

“George,” Toto says, stern. His brows furrow in confusion, then in annoyed displeasure.

George hums in response, looking up in a show of wide-eyed innocence. The ring tastes of Toto’s skin and sweat. It slips past the underside of his tongue, all oblique, hard ridges and round vacancy. For a fleeting moment, George thinks about letting it slip down, down his throat and into the red-hot molten core of his want, carry a piece of the Wolffs in him forever, unshakable as matrimony itself.

[cinurelan]

thank god scents are sooooo visually deconstructed that perfume ads can literally be anything and fragrantica reviews are always balls the the wall insane

[catgirlforeskin]

so much fiction is made by fundamentally knowledgeless people. Fantasy whose authress knows nothing of history, biology, or anthropology, only other fantasy. Cyberpunk writress with no understanding of political theory, sociology, or technology.

We increasingly live in a world without primary sources, or even secondary sources as the average creative is increasingly uncultured, only tertiary; ideas laundered until any context is sanded away. The median artist a dog that's never eaten food, only other dogs' vomit, some only their own vomit as franchises stumble through decades of self-referential undeath.

So much vitriol against AI art is that it is the previous norm at its most efficient: a mechanical dog that can imagine other dogs' vomit and conjure her own without first heaving.

[mechanicalrot]

*meeeting a friend for coffee* friend: how's work been?

me: oh you know *mimes putting a gun in my mouth but i moan a little and start sucking the barrel and pushing it deeper

[eightyonefour]

oscar's full cameo in clarkson's farm S5E01!

[greelin]

did perfectionism ever truly protect you from harm or neglect as a child though. ultimately. Lol

[greelin]

[REALLY NORMAL AND WELL-ADJUSTED VOICE] well you never know maybe it COULD have saved me. if i ever actually achieved perfection. it could have happened then. if i was actually ever enough. Which i was not

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[albonk]

pick your poison