Who?

/ hi here is where I exist. my blog is a mess.

[anik]

genuine self confidence literally only comes with not caring at all if you’re ugly... like if it’s based around finding yourself beautiful it’s planted on fragile ground

[anik]

like it feels Good to look in the mirror and say Wow i feel pretty, it’s a nice moment and i’m not condemning it, but it’s a tenuous position. if you position yourself to feel good about being pretty, you’re still vulnerable to Ugly, and pretty is not a sustainable state. no matter how far you extend the concept of beauty, it’s still based in rules established by societal standards that realistically one cannot be perfectly held up to.

[anik]

actually this post i made a year ago that some random just reblogged is right and im a genius

[urparty]

being in my 20s is like I understand more of my mother and less than i ever have. My childhood friends are strangers to me and there’s no one i know better. i want to drink wine. i never stopped wanting to climb trees. i know more than I’ve ever known before. I don’t know anything at all. i’m seven years old and sixteen and twenty nine and seventy. I can’t tell when i'm happy. I think the only thing that will make me happy is to be little again. i want to be really old. i go to the ocean and feel like nothing matters more than that. in my bedroom everything matters so much. I go to the grocery store every day. i know how to cook a lot of things but the only thing i know how to eat is fried eggs. I can take care of myself but i want to be taken care of. i want to go home and I don't know where that is. i think it may be somewhere inside of me but i’m not sure

[home-and-having-tea]

You ever think about how unified humanity is by just everyday experiences? Tudor peasants had hangnails, nobles in the Qin dynasty had favorite foods, workers in the 1700s liked seeing flowers growing in pavement cracks, a cook in medieval Iran teared up cutting onions, a mom in 1300 told her son not to get grass stains on his clothes, some girl in the past loved staying up late to see the sun rise.

[quecksilvereyes]

there are scriptures all over the world painstakingly crafted hundreds of years ago with paw prints and spelling mistakes or drawings covering up mistakes. a bunch of teenage girls 2000 years ago gathered to walk around their hometown, getting fast food and laughing with their friends. two friends shared blankets before people lived in houses. a mother ran a fine comb through her child’s hair and told it to stop squirming sometime in the 1000s. there are covered up sewing mistakes in couture dresses from the 1800s, some poor roman burnt their food so well past recognition that they just buried the entire pot. there are broken dishes hidden in gardens of people no one even remembers anymore

[desertsongpdf]

HUGS IN ART

alisher kush (via behance) / alisher kushakov / francesco tortorella / valentini mavrodoglou / alisher kush (via behance) / hiroki nishiyama / hennie niemann / connie chadwell / alisher kush (via behance)

[tsurangaconundrum]

why must life require tasks. is it not enough to love and be loved and love and be loved and love and be loved and love an

[catboyaoi]

wow this cannot be good for me *keeps doing it*

[slfcare]

nobody is irrelevant. nobody is invisible. your neighbors know your name and see you set off to school or work or the backyard everyday, sometimes with a spring in your step and sometimes with hunched over shoulders. there was this one time some stranger pointed you out to their friends and said “that’s the haircut I want” or “I have that shirt, too” or “they go to my school”. someone has admired the way you carry yourself or gave a presentation or even the way you’re so polite when you first meet a person. you’ve made comments or jokes that have stuck in minds of overhearers and eavesdroppers. when old classmates of yours think back to kindergarten or fourth grade or sophomore year they remember you and have an opinion of you. you’ve made recommendations of songs and restaurants and even cookie brands and actually introduced people to their all-time favorites. the cashier at the grocery store knows exactly what laundry detergent your household uses, or even if you don’t do your laundry at all.

you can never be irrelevant. there’s pieces of you everywhere, in a dozen lives, in a hundred dreams, in a million memories. maybe it’s true that you don’t have any friends, and you have a sucky relationship with your family or no family at all and no-one ever checks up on you, and you’re really very lonely, but that doesn’t determine your worth. you do. and so do the billions of small attributions you’ve already made to the world, both long-term and short-term. so thank you.

[the-meme-monarch]

‘hell’ and ‘fuck’ combining into the much less substantial ‘heck’ is literally exactly the same energy as sodium and chloride combing to make table salt

[jnjo]

spring, 1931

[flatteryourself]

[hannibalgirlpower]

the intimacy of knowing where everything is in a friend’s kitchen........

[pariztexas-deactivated20210721]

Pride & Prejudice (2005) dir. Joe Wright

[hashtagloveloses]

[queerbookwhore]

Sir please thats my emotional support stack of books that i havent read

[runningbacks]

garden song- phoebe bridgers

[mujerdeocre-deactivated20220404]

“I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.”

— Marya Hornbacher, Wasted (via noorshirazie)

[andrivete]

Marie Howe, The Affliction

[elllayelich]

cold december morning

having a go at some digital art / instagram