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if i didnt know who these characters were i’d say its a french indie gay romantic drama that is playing a little too heavily with color symbolism
thanks yahoo for this urgent news
(opens a window a la Scrooge)
“YOU BOY! WHAT DISCOURSE ARE WE ANGRY ABOUT TODAY?”
thinking about how klingon courting works by the female roaring and throwing heavy objects and the male reading love poetry
gay klingons:
lesbian klingons:
Do gay Klingons ever get frustrated/dejected because their gentleman caller hasn’t so much as kicked a pebble their way or uttered the slightest growl?
Do questioning Klingons ever show their crush their poetry, only to have their crush assume that he’s helping them proofread or something?
Is there ever an issue where a lesbian Klingon tries very awkwardly to recite poetry to her lady love?
Or instances where two lesbians are basically beating the shit out of each other and both thinking “I know she thinks this is just a regular old gal fight, but no, seriously, I’m trying to declare my intentions here”?
Are there euphemisms for LGBT Klingons? “Don’t try to win her over, Riker. She reads poetry.”
Fun family story: when my aunt was marrying her wife everyone was really excited but also dreading it because my aunt is known for her insanely long speeches so everyone knew her vows would be like 9 hours long so when it came time for her to say her vows she had a shit ton of cue cards in her hands and even her wife started groaning and my aunt took a deep inhale and then unravelled all the cue cards which were taped together and they all just read ‘HOT DAMN’ in giant letters and those were my aunts vows.
Just a little note here: my aunt is almost 49 years old and is a beautiful, strong, fantastically brave trans lesbian. She holds that title proudly and always wants people to know that you can find love and discover your true identity no matter what age. She fully transitioned about 3 years ago and only knew her true identity at the age of 40. She lived a full life previous to her transition, was married to somebody else and even has a daughter (who is in a wonderful polyamorous relationship) and she regrets absolutely nothing from her life and how and when she transitioned and found the true love of her life.
So everyone please know not to be afraid to discover yourself and find love at any age. You are all wonderful and lovely and my aunt didn’t tell me to say this directly to you all but it is something that she always preaches heavily and i thought the people should know
Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity
what if 😳 what if my b 😳 what if my back didnt hurt 😳
that’s it
you people with your “ships” and “fandoms”… on THIS blog we only argue about the things that REALLY matter
moss on wood
or
moss on stone
you’re the only intellectual on this post
ships with height differences <333
pixar please do these again why did you stop doing these
you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
op are you okay
yes im married to her now
me: are there any spirits here?
ouija spells out: a-y-y-l-m-a-o
17 People Who Struggle Under The Weight Of Their Own Genius
the overwhelming small dick energy of this post is making me break out in hives
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