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luna she/they 20s discord: sunshineandmangoes

[mangomybeloved]

heres my other social media if tumblr does go down!

discord: sunshineandmangoes

instagram: lunarrreads

pillowfort: mangomybeloved

tempted to make a bluesky but ive never liked the twitter format so idk!

[omtai]

Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else

[cottoncandylesbo]

i like it when people compliment me. i like it... when people like me. (looks around to make sure nobody is about to shoot me)

[thefriendlypigeon]

❤️💙💛GRACEFUL💛💙❤️

⭐[my social media links]

[automatonwithautonomy]

mm. really chill and normal thinking about what being a normal student must be like in sunnydale. something is wrong with your school, your town. too many kids go missing, buried in one of the too many graveyards, and then their bodies are gone as well. left as a name in the pages of obituaries. no one talks about it. the principal covers it up, or the mayor does, or the us government. and we all know. we're all too scared to say anything. if we pretend it doesn't exist it won't get us. you say to your parents, casual, over dinner, hey, what if we moved? they look at you, you realise with dawning horror, in genuine confusion. now why would we ever want to do that? sunnydale's such a nice little town. you want to scream; I'M GOING TO DIE HERE. it dies in your throat. you swallow it down with your food.

[solitairians]

watching buffy makes me feel like i'm darwin on the galápagos islands but for pop culture vampires. like obviously louis & lestat are the first (popular) iterations of the modern vampire but angel & spike are the crucial evolutionary step between them and every other sexy vampire that came into existence in the 2000s. for example it's hard to see much of louis in edward but then when you realise it went louis -> angel -> edward it all makes so much sense you forget 9/11 even had anything to do with it at all

[rabbitmotifs]

[rhodeys]

Once upon a time there were three very different little girls who grew up to be three very different women with three things in common: they're brilliant, they're beautiful, and they work for me. My name is Charlie.

Lucy Liu, Cameron Diaz, and Drew Barrymore as: CHARLIE'S ANGELS (2000)

[theinternetarchive]

Coin pouch with landscape scenes, 1820s-40s North American, United States Linen lining, exterior glass beads woven with silk

[sophsun1]

Happy Pride 🌈 | The Golden Girls (1985-1992)

[despitethebite]

as ever, a word from hanif.

[longseasons]

let's all shoot our phones and meet each other outside

[bonivers]

i almost let comparison be the thief of my joy again

[bonivers]

i almost let comparison be the thief of my joy again

[startreklesbian-deactivated2020]

You dreamed of me? No. I thought of you.

Portrait de la jeune fille en feu (2019) dir. Céline Sciamma

[hymnostic]

anyway can we talk about andy samberg's reaction to portrait of a lady on fire

[grey-wardens-archive-deactivate]

Central to the film is a reclamation of the Orpheus myth, a version of which the three young women read aloud together one night. Sophie registers distress at Orpheus’s fatal, selfish incompetence in looking back at Eurydice when he was told not to, and Marianne suggests he may have done it on purpose, preferring to lose the woman and savor, instead, the romance of his grief, making not “the lover’s choice, but the poet’s.” But it’s Héloïse who removes, for once, the fixation on Orpheus, his failings, and his loss. What if, she says to Marianne with an edge of defiance, it was Eurydice herself who chose art over staying together, who rather than leave the underworld with Orpheus, stopped and called out “Turn around,” preferring to remain down there and be preserved in poetry. A kind of freedom and a kind of permanence, rather than, as eighteenth-century marriage looks to be, an unwilling exchange of one for the other. —  In Portrait of a Lady on Fire, Love is a Work of Art