kind of crazy how they drop this bar like 20 minutes into the game. let me get up let me get uppp
Keni

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Claire Keane
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
RMH
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occasionally subtle

#extradirty

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trying on a metaphor
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kind of crazy how they drop this bar like 20 minutes into the game. let me get up let me get uppp
the russian fake lesbian duo tatu made better music than chappell roan
Emanuele Taglietti
jesus christ superstar bravely asks the question: what if you and your homoerotic best friend in occupied judea built a radical leftist political movement together based on principles you hold dear but as the movement grows more followers join who seem less committed to its message and more interested in your homoerotic bestie as a charismatic leader, and then they even start saying some crazy shit about him being the son of god, and you try to ask him about it because surely he doesn't think that's true and he's weirdly noncommittal like "oh, yknow, if that's what they think who am i to tell them no, it brings more people to the movement anyways," and you're like i guess... but then this son of god stuff gets really serious and people are calling him a king too, and you're like this is gonna end badly if the romans catch wind of it, so you try to tell him to drop the son of god stuff but at this point he's so intensely beloved you can't even have a private conversation with him, and you start to think is he just drunk on his own power, because now he's barely staying on message and even actively contradicting your founding principles--not only that but he starts getting weirdly morbid, talking about his death coming soon and limited time on earth, etc. he seems unwell and frankly irresponsible, randomly lashing out in anger and filled with bitterness towards the followers he's cultivated, and towards you, too, and meanwhile your volatile homoerotic bestie is being hounded by tens of thousands of maniac zealots urging him towards open war with rome, and you're really the only one capable of stopping it, all you have to do is turn him in to the pharisees, but every time you think about it it makes you sweat because you could swear he already knows you're going to do it, he almost seems to want you to do it yet he hates you for it too, but someone needs to keep him from bringing the full might of rome down on the jews (again), so what if he hates you, is he even the person you thought he was anymore, regardless he could never love you the way you love him, and you need to do this, you have to do this, it's the only way. Would that be fucked up or what?
Keith Haring painting Grace Jones while Eartha Kitt looks on, New Year's Eve, Paradise Garage, New York City, 1987. Photo by Tseng Kwong Chi
where's that post about how when you're hungover you start talking to yourself like a mayor might address the town after a natural disaster. "we will rebuild" and so on
Looking Back
by Ursula K. Le Guin
Remember me before I was a heap of salt, The laughing child who seldom did as she was told or came when she was called, The merry girl who became Lot’s bride, The happy woman who loved her wicked city. Do not remember me with pity. I saw you plodding on ahead into the desert of your pitiless faith. Those springs are dry; that earth is dead. I looked back, not forward, into death. Forgiving rains dissolve me, and I come still disobedient, still happy, home.
"I'm not asking you to leave, I'm asking you to fucking drink this fucking paint with me!" Beau is Afraid (2023) dir. Ari Aster
Lestat admitting his love of crying, Memnoch the Devil
River Phoenix polaroid by Gus Van Sant
this fan fiction shit easy