KIROKAZE
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ojovivo
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Janaina Medeiros
Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
izzy's playlists!
JBB: An Artblog!
if i look back, i am lost
Kaledo Art
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Sade Olutola
Misplaced Lens Cap
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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todays bird
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Not today Justin
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@faultinfire
It's 2006. I open livejournal. Anti zutara fans are saying the ship shouldn't exist. I shut off the family pc. It's 2016. I open tumblr. Anti zutara fans are saying the ship shouldn't exist. I turn off my laptop. It's 2026. I open Twitter. Anti zutara fans are saying the ship shouldn't exist. I close the app. It's 2036.
No no you're right. We've been watching the same show, this all just means it's gone bad and season one was a limited gold star series where they knew what they were doing.
Ultimately, I think this album answers the question: What would an album of hers sound like if none of the songs showed the strengths of what makes her a great songwriter?
"Old friend" is a gayass thing to call someone
Old friend (derogatory(sexual intent))
"Old friend" (we were friends once.)
"Old friend" (maybe even lovers once)
"Old friend" (you say it so softly with too much knowing in your voice.)
"Old friend" (who left first? I dont remember now)
"Old friend" (the only thing i do remember)
"Old friend" (is that love doesnt really die)
"Old friend" (but it does rot)
"LOVE DOESNT REALLY DIE BUT IT DOES ROT" HOLY FUCK
not to get too deep on main but did anyone else have such deeply rooted issues with their self worth for so long that they thought as a kid/teen that their only redeeming feature was being “low maintenance” and now as an adult you give yourself guilt pangs asking for any more than the barest minimum in virtually any relationship because asking for things might negate your only good quality which is just “doesn’t ask for things”
#you don’t believe you can be liked so you settle for being useful
*head on desk* I don’t need to be liked or useful. I dont need to be liked or useful. I dont need to be liked or useful. I dont need to be liked or useful. I don’t need to be-
Me, wandering into a fic that has the potential to cleave my heart into two because the first few paragraphs warned me, as if I haven't learned from the myths of Orpheus and Eurydice, as if I haven't learned from Hadestown about the power and precision of stories: it's okay, i can take it
Me, hours later, sobbing into my tea cup, feeling like an idiot: I wasn't prepared for it to fucking HURT THIS MUCH
I'm a simple bitch. i believe the purpose of government should be to improve the lives of its citizens and protect its most vulnerable members. unfortunately i live in a day and age where this gets me labeled an enemy of the state
what doesn't kill you makes you weird with intimacy
the real danger of spending too much time with friends is you stumble out of ten days of happiness and good food like oh my god THAT was real life. my job means NOTHING
As an ex gf of a league of legends player it is deeply upsetting how good Arcane (the show) is, what did they do to get this great of an adaptation
During a lecture on epic poetry like the Mahābhārata and Iliad in my first year of college, my professor said, “When the whole world dies, even when brick and mortar is destroyed, memory survives. It survives and lives on in generations to come. And literature carries that memory. All your geography, your economics, your psychology, they’re all based on the memory of man, passed down generations after generations. These epic poems and literature we are studying right now is to remind us that we too will be memories one day. And therefore, let us be good memories” and I think a piece of this lecture will live on in me wherever I go.
The thing is, when museums and cultural institutions or researchers adopt memes in a "How do you do, fellow kids" way, that's adorable like my grandma when she's misusing emojis. However when some megacorp does it to sell me evil products or some influencer is trying to get me to buy nonsense skincare mud or cyberpunk looking face masks or weightloss pills, I think that's evil incarnate and their name goes into the Death Note (very mindful, very demure)
there are calcified layers of shame in my soul that you could carbon date like rock strata
This Pride I hope that all of you never ever forget that no amount of sanitizing your sex life or sanding down of your LGBT edges will make bigots accept you. So, don’t debase yourself by capitulating an inch to them, especially in ways that throw your fellow community members under the bus.
You are a degenerate faggot in the eyes of bigots whether you’re wearing a nice button down and slacks with combed hair or leather daddy kink gear. So stand with the freaks who will stand with you until the end—long after the bigots have abandoned you despite your claims to be “one of the good ones.”
Something something living five hundred and something years and still not growing an iota of self-esteem, still reeking of insecurity, still steeped in constant paranoia and not being able to rest and like yourself without external validation
I adore Armand but the parts of me that see myself in that insecurity are alarmed, amused and disgusted at the validity
"i contain multitudes and am multifaceted and i can see you are too and all versions of me hates everything you stand for/associated with you/you represent as a person/you represent in the industry/you've done to the people for your personal gain so here's various selections via our mastered medium of how much I truly despise your existence" is a great idea, a great spectacle and hopefully start of change to a better direction
you cant ever let yourself forget what it felt like to be 15. how adults treated you. being treated without a shred of respect because people think youre too young to have thoughts and feelings of your own. the lack of autonomy. you cant ever forget that because if you do you might become the kind of adult who treats kids like theyre not people
It's important to remember both how you were treated like a child in order to deny your autonomy and how you were treated like an adult when it was convenient for adults.
