Miami, Florida, 1973.
i don't do bad sauce passes
wallacepolsom
will byers stan first human second
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor
AnasAbdin
Keni

Product Placement

shark vs the universe
Peter Solarz
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cherry valley forever
Cosimo Galluzzi
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Jules of Nature

blake kathryn

titsay
Monterey Bay Aquarium
we're not kids anymore.
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@lavendermurder
Miami, Florida, 1973.
Does anyone else feel lonesome?
Not lonely. Not alone. Just... lonesome. Like you don't feel connected to anyone. Like you never feel that you will find anyone that understands you, that will see you truly, let alone someone who will even like you. You see friends everywhere, but you don't see yourself in their place, like that is not for you, like you're not made for that and that's not made for you. You see people having fun and laughing and dancing and getting drunk and falling in love and you just... don't feel that for yourself. Like you're not supposed to have that, like you can't because it's not for you and you're not for it.
Like you're supposed to be seeing all these beautiful things in the world but not experience them yourself. Like you want to experience so much, experience everything, but be overwhelmed by it so you don't do any of it.
Like you want to be everywhere and do everything, but you don't belong anywhere and can't do anything. Like you're not supposed to be here. Not in a self-deprecating way but in an incongruous way. You want to live you want to be alive, but you feel you're not supposed to be. Not here at least, not like this. Just a presence in the world, not an active member of it. Even your body doesn't feel like home, your face isn't a face you recognise, like you're not supposed to have either. Like you're just supposed to be.
Like you're supposed to observe, but not experience.
vinyl art for FPU - Crockettβs Theme, 2002.
Crawls out of your tv to pet your cat
Alwaysβ‘
cherry cigs, cherry pies, cherry coke, cherry sweets, cherry chapstick, cherry jam... everything tastes better when it's cherry flavoured
Anyone wanna chime in on this because I don't have the brain power right now.
Since 2014, attacks inspired by the "incel movement" and spanning the U.S. and Canada have left dozens dead.
i like the uglier things in life
johnny depp defends and is friends with rapists and child abusers, dated a minor as an adult, is guilty of 12/14 assault charges, and joked about raping amber heards dead body and people are honestly talking about how hard it must be for him to go through the trauma of amber heard fighting back. the culture we uphold where this hatred for victims permeates even the best of us is sick. many people mean well, but most are using this as a disgusting attempt to smear all women who come forward against their abusers.
Hans Zatzka. x
groceries:
- maracuja
- almond milk
- butterfly knife
- arugula, flax seed, spirulina, and mango
- rum
- candle holders
- strawberry pound cake mix
- passion dβΓ©toiles pouilly-fuissΓ©
euphoria fails to βopen a dialogueβ surrounding hypersexualisation of young girls. rather, it perfectly executes the phenomenon. sam levinson doesnβt offer viewers any framework for critical consumption but actively partakes in woman hating with his writing and production.
I think everyone should read this review of Sam Levinsonβs previous film effort Assassination Nation which incidentally nails all the ways Euphoria is terrible, too. Itβs so funny Iβve read it maybe a dozen times and I hope it haunts Levinson to his last days.
a huge factor for why so many women drop radical feminism despite the truth changing their entire life and worldview forever is that they discover it through the internet, run a blog or twitter, never find any real community either online or in real life, fail to do anything significant with their newfound despair and urgency or if they try to accomplish something they do it totally alone, and get burnt out on constant infighting and angst.
The antidote is meetups, pursuing actual lasting friendships with people online- the type where you eventually have each otherβs phone numbers and know each otherβs faces and middle names- and recognizing that connecting with others is the crucial final step of coming to consciousness and no amount of reblogs is ever going to make up for that. If you donβt connect (and I mean make friendships), your path to becoming someone who makes the world better for women will be forever stunted.
implicit here also is a sense of personal responsibilty- donβt expect the movement to cater to you and blame it when it doesnβt. You are the movement. Shape it in the ways you want it to be changed.
there is strength in numbers! connect with and organize the women around you<3