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oozey mess
we're not kids anymore.

#extradirty

Love Begins
Cosimo Galluzzi

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if i look back, i am lost
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occasionally subtle

izzy's playlists!

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Not today Justin
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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@psychacademic
Dear sis there’s been a soft but clear leading in my spirit guiding me to you. If you don’t mind may I message you privately?
Yes
"Using an Oxford comma is a sign of AI"
bestie boo, let me fill you in on something: if you're going to take any part of 'good grammar' and randomly assign it to She's A Witch! AI, you might as well give up. It's over. You're cooked. Anyone who has spent the last decade or more learning to type properly, anyone who has spent any time writing articles/papers/essays that require you to use 'good grammar' is going to fall into that 'oh no it might be AI' trap.
Stop hunting like it's 1692. You're not going to find Goody Proctor at the ChatGPT sacrament. What you're going to do is exactly what happened back then: harming people who've done nothing wrong.
can I reblog this a million times
Everyone can reblog it: you, me, and all our followers.
𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔯 𝔴𝔬𝔫’𝔱 𝔩𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔯
Sylvia Plath, aged 30, in a letter to Charles Osborne, 6 months after discovering her husband's infidelity, and their subsequent separation (dated Wednesday, 9 January 1963)
[Ted Hughes (aged 32) - her husband, who was having an affair with Assia Wevill (aged 35), a married woman who rented their London flat at Chalcot Square; Sylvia moved with their children (a 2-year-old daughter & an 11-month-old son) from Court Green in Devon, to 23 Fitzroy Road in London, at a rented flat, formerly the residence of W. B. Yeats]
dark academia: my closely curated playlist has now more songs
Looking forward to those days.
Jia Li (Chinese, b.1964), Summer Light, 2015, Watercolor on paper
yukiko noritake
The Ogden Standard-Examiner, Utah, June 23, 1939
see honestly i am the easiest person to impress because literally no one has ever really bought me flowers or taken me dancing or on a picnic or any of that romantic junk and i would just melt at any of it
exploring museums, old bookshops and libraries together type of love
masterpost of horror lists
here are all my horror lists in one place to make it easier to find! enjoy!
sub-genres
action horror
analog horror
animal horror
animated horror
anthology horror
aquatic horror
apocalyptic horror
backwoods horror
bubblegum horror
campy horror
cannibal horror
children’s horror
comedy horror
coming-of-age horror
corporate/work place horror
cult horror
dance horror
dark comedy horror
daylight horror
death games
domestic horror
ecological horror
erotic horror
experimental horror
fairytale horror
fantasy horror
folk horror
found footage horror
giallo horror
gothic horror
grief horror
historical horror
holiday horror
home invasion horror
house horror
indie horror
isolation horror
insect horror
lgbtqia+ horror
lovecraftian/cosmic horror
medical horror
meta horror
monster horror
musical horror
mystery horror
mythological horror
neo-monster horror
new french extremity horror
paranormal horror
political horror
psychedelic horror
psychological horror
religious horror
revenge horror
romantic horror
dramatic horror
science fiction horror
slasher
southern gothic horror
splatter/body horror
survival horror
techno-horror
vampire horror
virus horror
werewolf horror
western horror
witch horror
zombie horror
horror plots/settings
road trip horror
summer camp horror
cave horror
doll horror
cinema horror
cabin horror
clown horror
plot devices
storm horror
from a child’s perspective
final girl/guy (this is slasher horror trope)
last guy/girl (this is different than final girl/guy)
reality-bending horror
slow burn horror
foreign horror or non-american horror
african horror
spanish horror
middle eastern horror
korean horror
japanese horror
british horror
german horror
indian horror
thai horror
irish horror
scottish horror
slavic horror (kinda combined a bunch of countries for this)
chinese horror
french horror
australian horror
canadian horror
decades
silent era
30s horror
40s horror
50s horror
60s horror
70s horror
80s horror
90s horror
2000s horror
2010s horror
2020s horror
companies/services
blumhouse horror
a24 horror
ghosthouse horror
shudder horror
other lists
horror literature to movies
techno-color horror movies
video game to horror movie adaption
video nasties
female directed horror
my 130 favorite horror movies
horror movies critics hated because they’re stupid
horror remakes/sequels that weren’t bad
female villains in horror
horror movies so bad they’re good
non-horror movies that feel like horror movies
directors + their favorite horror movies + directors in the notes
tumblr’s favorite horror movie (based off my poll)
horror movie plot twists
cult classic horror movies
essential underrated horror films
worst horror movie husbands
religious horror that isn’t christianity
black horror movies
extreme horror (maybe use this as an avoid list)
Gustave Courbet - A Young Woman Reading (detail)
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— If they made a movie about your life, what would it be called? — "Old Fuck"
some concept playlists
the sun tastes different in every place; all you have is the dust, a car, your partner in crime, your freedom, and a heart hungry for adventure.
laying in the garden under the bright warm sun, lingering memories of a past summer love, eyes closed and slowly drifting off to sleep.
a chilly autumn day, you’re all cozied up in your bedroom with a warm drink to fight the common cold.
old buildings and even older books, you stay true to the classics by raising hell with your friends while wearing plaid and a black turtleneck. you’ll probably take part in bacchanalia at some point. (a dark academia playlist)
southern america is not all corn fields and heavy sun ; it’s also dust storms and the uneasy feeling that everything won’t turn out okay. the great depression is taking everything from you and you have to fight teeth and nail to survive in this cruel world. (a southern gothic playlist heavily influenced by the grapes of wrath)
a collection of piano pieces to relax/study to.
somewhere in england in the eighties, you’re a dispirited teen trying to find meaning to your life while being the witness of the disintegration of working class culture. you hate thatcher, and you are gay.
it’s 2005, and you’re spending the summer with your friends at the skate park. this is the best summer of your life, but you don’t know it yet. (a collection of punk rock anthems, it’s not that serious)
pt.ii
that feeling when you’re hanging out with friends. the hangout is ending soon. that weird sad feeling.
you’re a roman emperor happily preparing to stab your rival in the back. (a contemporary take)
dramatically staring into the night while your washing machine is beeping at you.
a still autumn morning, pale sunlight casting a colourless light over the landscape. a pot of coffee babbling sleepily in its corner in the kitchen and you turn on your radio to start the day.
that time of year where it’s just getting cold but it’s still a little too warm for everything you own and your lips are still getting chapped and you feel like you’re the last person in the world to have nobody to want. (real emo hours)
pt.iii
songs that give you the same feeling that achilles come down by gang of youths gives you
late summer evening at a theme park with your best friend
two old men living in a stone cottage that sits on the coast, having grown old together
it’s halloween night in a suburban town, and you’re the local emo kid (collab with @weltonpoets)
drafting a love letter and being very angry about it
thrifted clothes, stolen jewelry, signet ring with a stranger’s initials, ink stains on my fingers, lying about my family, chapped lips, smudged notes (involving lots of instrumentals because how can you sing when your heart is sworn to secrecy?)
tentative first steps towards falling in love while the world burns around you
writing your manifesto and watching the world burn outside
it’s raining and you’re sitting on a dock and watching the droplets fall in the water and you can’t help but feel numb but bursting with longing at the same time, your phone is buzzing with texts and setting notifications and you feel so alone but so numb and distant
do you want to kiss them or punch them? probably both (a ‘antagonist and love interest at the same time’ concept playlist)