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@swamppossum
every day I wake up and it's like, wow what a strange time to be alive. anyways gotta go to work
"why did you write that"
my fetish
my friend's fetish
not my fetish but it fits in the story so i threw it in there as a treat. you're welcome.
Kneeling hound
Tip jar
So many political posts I hate boil down to "I don't want to organize and work with people I hate and fight for small, incremental victories, I just want to start a revolution where everyone magically becomes an automaton who acts exactly the way I think they should act"
Like damn man, I want that too. Unfortunately I live in reality though so we're stuck with the first thing.
"Modern movements are too fractured, too aimless, with too much infighting and corruption among the leadership. What we need is a revolution, which famously never have any issues with those things" okay then. Good luck I guess
This whole line of thinking comes down to "the current systems and leadership are bad. What we need is a fresh start with only people who are good, and then all the systems will be good". Which is simply not how anything has ever worked!
"We don't have enough people, funding, and power to bring about changes through elections! We have to do an armed revolution instead which thankfully doesn't require people, funding, or power to pull off."
The "I put food on the table and a roof over your head what more could you possibly want" type of parents are always so shocked that their kids never come back again once they find anywhere else that they can get food and a roof under better terms and conditions.
work so far has been a lot of wandering into random departments and going "hellooooo im trying to find [this] and im lost how do i get there" and they go "ive never heard of that place before in my life" or they go "dont worry little white boy i will guide you to the promised land" and the promised land is an abandoned hallway with 3 locked doors
tfw you want your best friend to study you (and your best friend also wants that sooooo badly)
"My stepfather was dead. Peter and I were on tour. Long drives, bad sleep, constant grind. We had a radio session to do at Abbey Road's Maida Vale 4 for John Peel. We didn't have anything planned. I didn't want to just play songs from the album we were promoting. I had been writing lyrics in my notebook the whole tour; something in me was breaking open. There was a draft of this on a page, so I knocked it into shape and made up a quick chord progression; Peter and I worked it up and they rolled tape.
Four songs that made the album happened that way on that day; none of them had existed prior to that morning: April 8, 2004. Thanks for the opportunity, John Peel. These songs might never have made it out of the notebook otherwise."
-- JD in 'This Year: 365 songs annotated', 2025.
crazy how i find myself thinking i've got a handle on it all finally and then i see the ways that other people tangle their lives together so easily and live so easily together with their friends and i feel like that girl at the top of the stairs painting by norman rockwell
i'll always be here
Catastrophize Benedictine
Movement nudge, back pain, tight hips
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hey writers, desk workers, and others who sit too much:
if you want to retain mobility and don't want a permanently stiff back, this is important!
Imagine being the gays at a pride event in 2004 living their lives when someone grabs the microphone and announces to the room that Ronald Reagan was pronounced dead. Can you even imagine the hype, the celebration, the pure elation
This is the Pride Month that It will happen. I feel it in my gay bones