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“Hello everyone, my name is Korey and I'm a 21 year old, mentally … Hannah Overmyer needs your support for Help a Latinx Lesbian Move Out of her Abusive Home
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“Hello everyone, my name is Korey and I'm a 21 year old, mentally … Hannah Overmyer needs your support for Help a Latinx Lesbian Move Out o
this is super scary but i've been enduring physical, emotional and psychological abuse since a young age and currently live in a homophobic country with parents who have made it clear they would disown me if i came out as a lesbian. my mental health is constantly in decline and i don't think i will be able to stay safe for another year, which is why i'm asking for help to finally move out to a better environment. a single dollar would mean the world to me, but if ur unable to donate please help me boost this. thank you so much
hey guys, i thought it was time to restart so i moved to @femmicah
can’t stop thinking about this tweet
How most people with invisible illnesses are treated by health care “professionals”
The Golden Girls didn’t fuck around
pls watch
honestly i really appreciated this scene when I first saw it bc it took me like two years to get a diagnosis for what’s wrong with me
Dorothy: Dr. Budd?
Dr. Budd: Yes?
Dorothy: You probably don’t remember me, but you told me I wasn’t sick. Do you remember? You told me I was just getting old.
Dr. Budd: I’m sorry, I really don’t–
Dorothy: Remember. Maybe you’re getting old. That’s a little joke. Well, I tell you, Dr. Budd, I really am sick. I have chronic fatigue syndrome. That is a real illness. You can check with the Center for Disease Control.
Dr. Budd: Huh. Well, I’m sorry about that.
Dorothy: Well, I’m glad! At least I know I have something.
Dr. Budd: I’m sure. Well, nice seeing you.
Dorothy: Not so fast. There are some things I have to say. There are a lot of things that I have to say. Words can’t express what I have to say. [tearing up] What I went through, what you put me through—I can’t do this in a restaurant.
Dr. Budd: Good!
Dorothy: But I will!
Dr. Budd’s date: Louis, who is this person?
Dr. Budd: Look, Miss–
Dorothy: Sit. I sat for you long enough. Dr. Budd, I came to you sick—sick and scared—and you dismissed me. You didn’t have the answer, and instead of saying “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with you,” you made me feel crazy, like I had made it all up. You dismissed me! You made me feel like a child, a fool, a neurotic who was wasting your precious time. Is that your caring profession? Is that healing? No one deserves that kind of treatment, Dr. Budd, no one. I suspect had I been a man, I might have been taken a bit more seriously, and not told to go to a hairdresser.
Dr. Budd: Look, I am not going to sit here anymore–
Dr. Budd’s date: Shut up, Louis.
Dorothy: I don’t know where you doctors lose your humanity, but you lose it. You know, if all of you, at the beginning of your careers, could get very sick and very scared for a while, you’d probably learn more from that than anything else. You’d better start listening to your patients. They need to be heard. They need caring. They need compassion. They need attending to. You know, someday, Dr. Budd, you’re gonna be on the other side of the table, and as angry as I am, and as angry as I always will be, I still wish you a better doctor than you were to me.
Reblogging for any of my mutuals who’ve ever dealt with Dr. Budd.
Cemeteries in Jean Rollin movies.
In order: Queen of the Vampires (1968), The Nude Vampire (1970), The Shiver of the Vampires (1970), Requiem for a Vampire (1971), The Iron Rose (1973), Lips of Blood (1975), The Grapes of Death (1978), Lost in New York (1989), Two Orphan Vampires (1997), Dracula’s Fiancee (2002).
Sure, tide pods may be the forbidden fruit, but have you ever heard of
The forbidden honey
La vie comme ça(1978) dir. Jean-Claude Brisseau
i could literally listen to women talk abt horror for hours like ive said this before but when a girl is passionate abt horror films and gets deep into them with analysis and get super excited abt hidden meaning/symbolism im like…..marry me right now thank u
How liberating it is to pursue wholeness instead of perfection
Constantine (2005)
Director - Francis Lawrence, Cinematography - Philippe Rousselot
“I guess there’s a plan for all of us. I had to die - twice - just to figure that out. Like the book says, He works His work in mysterious ways. Some people like it. Some people don’t.”
another day of homoerotic subtext instead of homoerotic text
I was born yesterday, I’m still wet, still soakin, and I want to love a boy the way I love the ocean
i didn't make this btw i found it on a masterposts of jewish memes or something but i think it's SO FUNNY
We live our lives of human passions, cruelties, dreams, concepts, crimes and the exercise of virtue in and beside a world devoid of our preoccupations, free from apprehension—though affected, certainly, by our actions. A world parallel to our own though overlapping. We call it “Nature”; only reluctantly admitting ourselves to be “Nature” too. Whenever we lose track of our own obsessions, our self-concerns, because we drift for a minute, an hour even, of pure (almost pure) response to that insouciant life: cloud, bird, fox, the flow of light, the dancing pilgrimage of water, vast stillness of spellbound ephemerae on a lit windowpane, animal voices, mineral hum, wind conversing with rain, ocean with rock, stuttering of fire to coal—then something tethered in us, hobbled like a donkey on its patch of gnawed grass and thistles, breaks free. No one discovers just where we’ve been, when we’re caught up again into our own sphere (where we must return, indeed, to evolve our destinies) —but we have changed, a little.
— denise levertov, ‘sojourns in the parallel world’ (from sands of the well)
me, collecting robin as a trans lesbian after hearing her geek out about victor stone's bionic and cybernetic components when his first appearance in DC comics was only five years previous to that conversation and if she was a fan she may have even named herself after robin:
Jonas Mekas . As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses Of Beauty . 2000