big hearted me

31. oh well

[a3n3g3el]

[tinyuglyworld]

Sumerian/Mesopotamian Amulet Seal in the Form of a Bull, c. 3250 BCE.

[cutetears]

ok just needed 4 lip piercings and some sodomy to sort out my feelings im doing much better now #awesomr

[weepingwidar]

Tali Lennox (British, 1993) - Bedlam Psalm (2025)

[fuzzbby]

Arturo Kameya.

[cutetears]

actually it's nice being on old blog again cos it reminds me heartbreak is constant it just changes shape and form but the weight of it is always the same

[cutetears]

averted my eyes while you kneaded dough for my breakfast but i should have been watching

taking notes on how to make love casually,

do you offset the taste with sugar? the salt collecting in my wound

its normal its normal i just have to kill my spirit

and never look you in the eye again

[toomanydesign]

Stefanie Leinhos

[cutetears]

kind of embarrassed to be going thru something very silly and meaningless wish very strongly that i could simply turn it off without resorting to extreme behaviors but at least im not having a hypersexual spiral Yet

[arrogantsuggestion]

Absence and lack of communication makes the heart idealize a person. This subconsciously twists your perception of them into thinking that they are something greater than they really are. They ain’t shit. They don’t care. And neither should you.

[cutetears]

unfortunately i am here again

🤸🏽🤸🏽🤸🏽🤸🏽😵‍💫😶‍🌫️🔪

[cutetears]

wish me luck everyone im probably breaking up with my boyfriend today and if not im enduring what ever soul crushing amount of time until i get tired of my own mental issues and decide to break up with him again :)

[movedtobndctsy]

Cold and Fluffy, 2017

[tmlinsins]

[cutetears]

shld i get back on this site to ease the suffering of my daily life

does anyone still use the blue site???

[probablybard]

Me, for the 20th round in a row: I roll to kiss my orc gf

My DM, crying: I spent 12 hours writing this campaign, please just fight the kobolds

Me, for the 21st round in a row: I roll to kiss my o-

[p6545-deactivated20150618]

I realized the uselessness of this academic language when, at 21, I met a farmer from my father’s village in northern Pakistan who was more Marxist than most Marxists including myself without knowing who Marx or Engels was and who was far more aware of how true love is achieved without rummaging through the letters of Rilke, Kierkegaard, Barthes, Derrida, Kafka, Carson, Atwood, more combined; who knew the difference between good and bad and the grey area in between without having read Jung or Nietzsche; who could tell you why the laborer feels lonely without picking up a manifesto from Europe, and when he was done shaming me into self-reflection (something I thank him for), he simply asked: “So what is new?”