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Keni
The Bowery Presents
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

blake kathryn
KIROKAZE
Phantogram Three

oozey mess
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

Love Begins
Fieri Frames

PR's Tumblrdome
occasionally subtle
art blog(derogatory)
One Nice Bug Per Day

izzy's playlists!
Sade Olutola
almost home
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@doesntphotographwell
This is so
Unnecessary
how do you explain to someone that this is your sense of humour
isabelle plans her coup d’etat
LIKE and REBLOG if you would support her bloody revolution
square up
“come to me. come to me. go go go go go go go go go go go go. here’s my sweetie, here’s my little girl“
The Slavic world is 5,000 years ahead of Americans in being absolutely obsessed with cats
tumblr im BEGGING you let me reblog ads
yall see the words gay, pussy, or despacito and instantly smash that reblog button huh
We did it. We’re finally free.
There is a design parallel between the Mario Bros. and the princesses traditionally paired up with them. The number of eyelashes on Princess Peach’s eyes - six - matches the number of curved segments in Mario’s mustache. Likewise, Princess Daisy has two eyelashes on each eye, which matches Luigi’s two-segment mustache. Whether this is a coincidence or a deliberate design choice is unknown.
i hate this blog for bringing this to my attention. i’m not going to be able to think about literally anything else ever again. i’m going to tell all of my friends about this every time mario is brought up at all. fuck you
real power is going outside knowing you look ugly and also knowing that if you chose to perform femininity in accordance with patriarchal standards you could look attractive, but genuinely prefering to look ugly and not feeling bad about it. feels good feels organic
True, honest, genuine power is going outside knowing you look gorgeous bc you don’t need to perform hyper femininity the way men want you to and that you can be stunning despite patriarchal ideals
i appreciate the intent but i actually made this post in direct response to the liberal feminist tendency to widen the parameters of “beauty” rather than challenging the concept itself and specifically the notion that women must be beautiful to be valuable, and as such my choice of words was very deliberate—i have no interest in being assured i am beautiful and a great deal of interest in existing without being told i must be such. this post is not self-deprecating and does not call for bathroom-stall platitudes. ugliness in women is threatening and i embrace that.
“travel. don’t worry about the money, just go”
oh phew, here I was thinking I’d have to pay for the plane ticket and transportation and food and lodging and a passport and getting back home or visiting any areas of interest while traveling that require money
guess not, what luck
i cant believe there are people who still havent seen this video
I could probably recite this entire video, word-for-word, on demand.
Goddamn, this is nearly thirty years old and it fits like a glove into contemporary shitpost cadence and aesthetics, this is High Art
“that’s right
we’ll fuck your wife”
IT BETTER NOT BOUNCE OR YOU’RE A DEAD MOTHERFUCKER
this wasn’t made….recently?!