and love's the burning boy

mariah/20/moderately interesting

[desaparecemos]

i started a newsletter

https://thegrackle.substack.com/

come for the essays and cultural criticism, stay for the cabin fever

[desaparecemos]

alice walker turning out to be a virulent anti-semite is Bad but at least i feel somewhat justified in hating her writing!

[desaparecemos]

i’ve been following some people on this hell site for literally 5 years and like. y’all have been on some wild rides. one girl who used to be a super militant social justice blogger/avatar fan is now a makeup blogger/lifestyle influencer. one girl who used to be a fullmetal alchemist blogger got addicted to heroin. i have been here too damn long

[bienenkiste]

“She Could Have Been A Cowboy”. Photographed by Anja Niemi

[haiikyuus-remade]

tumblr flagged a post of a girl eating berries so fruit is for whores now reblog if youre a fruit eating whore

[desaparecemos]

tumblr? with no tittys? how the hell are they gonna do tumblr with no tities

[desaparecemos]

i don’t particularly WANT to fuck this grad student from hinge but if he doesn’t text me back i will literally self-immolate

[desaparecemos]

ok i texted him and he's definitely still into me. whew crisis averted

[desaparecemos]

i love tumblr. i post something insane on here once every 6 months and a bunch of degenerate adult women say encouraging things in response

[desaparecemos]

i don’t particularly WANT to fuck this grad student from hinge but if he doesn’t text me back i will literally self-immolate

[inthedarktrees]

Go with me somewhere.

Laura Harring & Naomi Watts | Mulholland Drive

[connerys]

Through the darkness of future past, the magician longs to see. One chants out between two worlds. “Fire, walk with me.” We lived among the people. I think you say, convenience store. We lived above it. I mean it like it is, like it sounds. I too have been touched by the devilish one. Tattoo on the left shoulder… Oh, but when I saw the face of God, I was changed. I took the entire arm off. My name is Mike. His name is Bob.

Twin Peaks: Zen, or the Skill to Catch a Killer (1990) dir. David Lynch

[beetnelson]

[yukoshimizu-deactivated20210403]

[artist-vallotton]

Still Life with Red Peppers on a White Lacquered Table, Felix Vallotton

Medium: oil,canvas

[iamnotmitski]

Be the Cowboy visuals, by Bao Ngo

[desaparecemos]

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[desaparecemos]

am i ever going to love and be loved in return? am i ever gonna stop pursuing men who are neither emotionally nor physically available? who knows, certainly not a simple bitch like me