CandyPunk is a noun

Butch dyke t-girl tomboy lesbian Enby thing, 28 (she/her) Secretly a robot shark. I mostly reblog stuff that I like. Pfp is Cicadamata.

[maidslime]

had the idea of relistening to metallica's discography and remembering that oh yeah i think almost everything from them is mid

[06-archive]

[rabbiteclair]

auto immune disorders happen when the immune system ignores regulatory factors and begins attacking healthy bodily tissues, due to what scientists refer to as "sheer love of the game"

[cpericardium]

happy pride

[onnightshift]

i dislike the whole “horror is so back” narrative people are throwing around recently with obsession and backrooms. both are great movies, but horror was also so back with the long walk. and sinners. and the substance. and nosferatu. and literally anything directed by jordan peele. horror as a genre will always have its flops. but there will always be those few that revive the hype.

[lornrocks]

Let’s be real here. When people say “horror is so back” what they mean is “here is a horror film that I find palatable as someone who does not normally enjoy horror”

[jame7t]

tumblr is like an abandoned space station & you all are the thing in the vents

[jame7t]

not me though. im girl with tanktop

[yuri-lanalyst]

long live þe evil princess, 14þ of her name!

[flowergirlmiwa]

i'm sorry

[flowergirlmiwa]

i'm sorry

[flowergirlmiwa]

i'm sorry

[dragon-in-a-fez]

does the body ALWAYS have to keep the score? maybe we could just have a friendly game this time. maybe we can just have fun without putting numbers on it

[satanfemme]

[tolbre]

My mom washed this shirt for me 💀

[k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl]

some days i feel overwhelming grief for the fact that i never got to be a teenaged girl

[k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl]

i should have been an awkward tomboy slowly figuring out she's a lesbain and crushing on my best friend but instead i was crushed into nothing by feelings i couldn't even point to

[k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl]

it's so fucking unfair

[k1ntsug1-r0b0t-g1rl]

i cannot forget that everything led to where i am now, im happy now, im who im meant to be.

but every day i mourn the girl that never got to live, she deserved more.

[ursiday]

[iloveyou9]

[evilkitten3]

context according to instagram:

original image from the magazine:

[grovedg]

Found a scan of this issue on the Internet Archive (it's the back cover). This scan is 4000x6000 for all your high resolution needs!

La Domenica Del Corriere v60 n29 1958-07-20 (Darwin-IA) : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive

La Domenica Del Corriere v60 n29 July 20 1958, Milan, Italy, 36 pages, 40 lira.Front and rear covers by Walter Molino.

[pomme-poire-peche]

The caption reads: "Defeated by roses. Near Turin's Lingotto station, along a lonely path, Miss Guida Concetta Rinino, 28 years old, who was bringing a nice bunch of roses to a relative, was accosted by an unknown young man. The young woman, rather than losing heart, defended herself with extraordinary energy, using the bunch of flowers as a weapon. So it was that the scoundrel, his face all scratched up, had to flee. (Drawing by Walter Molino.)"

[teaboot]

Incredible. At a distance I understand how the woman might appear to be the abuser and the man the sympathetic victim, but the second you zoom into the man’s face the pink-cheeked rage- not remorse, or rejection, or embarrassment- not heartbreak or despair- but RAGE- the deeper story speaks itself into your suspicions.

And the bit where they’re HER roses? Almost a relief, but also sadder, as she will arrive at whatever event without them, or with them destroyed.

Do you think when the righteous anger and anxiety and annoyance fade, when she arrives at her destination- will her loved ones applaud her? Will she be proud? Will her hands shake? Will she walk home with company from then out, and for how long?

In this moment, she is provoked into anger. Anger is good- it appears strong. But look at his face. Would you put it past him to linger there after dark, in case she returns alone?

What story will HE tell, of ‘I was perfectly polite, but she didn’t even give me a chance- women like that, they’d swoon for a jerk in a heartbeat, but kind and flattering men like me?…”

I love this piece. It paints both stories while illustrating the power dynamics and struggles at play. This should be shown in art classes

[insecuregodcomplex]