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flora, keepsakes, refuse, words. arrangements and collections. fanart? wow! this is a sixth house appreciation blog now. // 30-something // they/them

[uberfluss]

first 5 faceless emojis are how your summers gonna go

[transsexual-feminism]

Today I wanted to talk about Kyle Bassinga. Kyle was a 21 year old man from Georgia, whose family described him as "a kind, thoughtful, and smart young man who loved nature, music, and the people around him". Kyle Bassinga was killed on February 18th 2026, just ten days after his birthday. He was found hanging from a tree in a park.

The police ruled it a suicide. The family and local community demanded an investigation. The police refused to change their ruling.

I know this website it too white for this to really go anywhere, but an understanding of the present reality of white supremacy in the United States is just so important to transfeminism here. Lynchings never stopped, white supremacy never went away, you just stopped looking.

[storyweavingspider]

Juliana Nzita, A 16 year old Black girl, was just found hanging from a tree on church grounds in Charlotte, NC. Police have ruled it a suicide, despite hanging ourselves from trees being like the one communally agreed way Black folks ain’t killing ourselves.

Every time I go on Twitter or Facebook I learn about another recent lynching or missing Black person going mostly unreported. Half the reason I keep an active account on either of those sites is because they’re the only place I can find out about the violence happening to Black and Trans people reasonably quickly.

But I do need y’all to know that Black folks are currently, actively, being disappeared and lynched—if they even find our bodies. Black girls are and have been more often stolen into human trafficking, especially if they’re immigrants, but I’ve been seeing new news of probable lynchings every other day. Shit is worse than you think it is right now, tumblr just too white of a site to care lol

[kittysneezes]

I like this article because it’s not what you think it is.

[aprilwitching-deactivated201808]

the world is a strange and wonderous place

[holdoncallfailed]

ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID

[twinkwolf]

i can’t stop thinking about ilya clubbing circa 2011. diesel jeans, shitty prada button up, hair absolutely CRISPY with gel. cliff marleau on his left tricked out head to toe in ed hardy. cloud of fucking paco robanne in the booth. cîroc with a sparkler sticking out of the neck. “this my fucking song, marly!” and it’s david guetta’s ‘where them girls at.’ he’s so drunk, he’s so loud, he’s got the drips, he’s spent $2300 in two hours. no one knows he’s gonna be gay married in ten years. i have to cry!

[24x81]

im not the same person i was when I pulled that meat out of the freezer this morning. I've changed. i don't have that in me anymore. ive moved on

[cyberglittter]

photography by xiuxiukong

[cyberxbattalion]

[superkursunaskr]

[yearningendlessly]

The Women of Heated Rivalry <3 Night at the Opera - Emei

[lesbianlandry]

i need to see rose angry. like, absolutely losing her shit angry. she’s so sweet and caring and understanding of everything and everyone and “oh yeah that’s totally okay!!! don’t even worry about it!!!” and i just think she deserves to come home after a long day on set and see that her asshole neighbour parked too close to her again and to just start screaming and kicking his car before breaking down and realizing “hey maybe everything isn’t okay and i need to deal with years of pent up emotions.” i think that would be good.

[lesbianlandry]

get shane some pwhl lesbians and ilya some drunk bathroom girls NOW

[bee-in-your-binnet]

Literally amazing that there’s a predator that goes “mrrp” and you’re allowed to have one in your house

[boitterfly]

this is how it feels

[coldeveryseason]

man of a thousand ick faces

and he's judging *yew* and he's judging *yew* and he's judging *yew* and-

[eldritchazure]

ilya is high one time and it’s nearing the end of august and he’s sitting on the back porch of the cottage and anya is laying on the floor beside him while he idly scritches at her ears. they’re watching the sun set as a chill breeze whistles through the trees. anya turns to look up at ilya, opens her mouth, and says in a voice that creaks and whispers like an ancient oak blowing in the wind, “the cold months are nearing, your grace. i shall begin collecting the tithes of blood for to appease the old gods, so you and your lord husband may have an easy winter.” ilya stares at her and goes “waow this weed is fucking crazy”

[themakeupbrush]

Krutika at the 2026 Cannes Film Festival