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if i look back, i am lost
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I miss the era when people would say “it’s photoshopped” instead of “this is ai”
you and me are going to outlive this website. you and me are going to outlive everything. one day it will just be you and me
some people have tagged this with their various favourite fictional characters or even worse, their friends and lovers. let me be crystal fucking clear. it’s going to be you. and me.
the vivid sensory-memory of sucking water out of a washcloth as a child
Prev is a salty sailor
im just so happy i live in a time period where actual meaningful biological transition is possible. even if we lose rights or the ability to exist in public, nothing can turn back the clock on that, and just by having any sort of access to that our lives are made immensely better. millions of our sisters throughout history would never have dreamed of a day where they could have what HRT does for us.
please don't lose the plot of this. if you're a trans person on HRT you're a living miracle, the dream of hundreds of millions of your ancestors. your lives are all deeply meaningful no matter what anyone says.
A prayer by Kalonymus b. Kalonymus ben Meir that appears in his poem ספר אבן בוחן, יג Sefer Even Boḥan (§13), describing the author's wish t
Cursed be the one who announced to my father: “It’s a boy!"... ...How could he twist the course of the stars so much? How could he have erred so in his astrology? A lying tongue, a fool’s mouth it had given him For he foolishly transformed justice to poison He altered the law and transposed the lines
Oh, but had the artisan who made me created me instead – a worthy woman... ...I would say "how lucky am I"
Father in heaven who did miracles for our ancestors with fire and water... ...Who would then transform me from a man to woman? Were I only to have merited this being so graced by goodness...
What shall I say? why cry or be bitter? If my father in heaven has decreed upon me and has maimed me with an immutable deformity then I do not wish to remove it. the sorrow of the impossible is a human pain that nothing will cure and for which no comfort can be found. So, I will bear and suffer until I die and wither in the ground. Since I have learned from our tradition that we bless both, the good and the bitter I will bless in a voice hushed and weak: blessed are you [HaShem] who has not made me a woman.
I think I'm gonna go lay down for a little while.
they should invent a body that feels normal to be inside of
out and about and my phone is at 15% battery: better not use it so it doesn’t die on me
5 minutes later: googling average gas mileage in 1950
it's totally ok to dislike things. right?
i have to go delete some posts
adios
being a horror fan will have you saying sentences such as “i liked it a lot, super gross and sad”
Also true crime
no thats a different and worse thing i am not associated with you
When the group chat arguing and bro starts messaging you privately
Free Ornamentation III. This work is dedicated to the public domain ♡
transparent!
YOU don’t have to be perfect to be loved. but I do
understanding poetry is very simple. poems are good when they make you sit on your kitchen floor and scream
learning to stop hating yourself isn’t something that happens overnight.
it’s a series of negotiations you make with yourself over your whole life. it’s making one less self-deprecating joke. it’s looking at yourself in the mirror with a little more generosity. it’s forgiving yourself for that little mistake.
it’s not one thing and then you’re good. it’s many small choices you can make that slowly make your brain and body a little less uncomfortable to live with