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Kiana Khansmith

Love Begins
we're not kids anymore.

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RMH
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Not today Justin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@sxbob-omb
to be perfectly honest. i don't care if it is cheesy or cliched or idealistic. i like stories where the core of it is about kindness, the warmth we can offer others and the gentleness we receive in return. maybe the moral of the story IS love triumphs. it better fucking be
Concerning Violence. Dir. Göran Olsson. 2014
i absolutely love the decision to keep mohan more concerned about her patient than about the fact that abbot had his tits out. mr. diaz, a victim of the american healthcare system, was her first and only priority for most of that scene. for the rest of it, she was still caring for and treating someone—jack. she is literally incapable of seeing people (especially marginalized patients) suffer and not doing anything about it… and that is why i love her so much.
TAYLOR DEARDEN, GERRAN HOWELL, SHABANA AZEEZ & ISA BRIONES for NYTIMES
the pittlings posing for new york times
(pov i am your coworker and you are having a casual conversation with me) you know, that reminds me of something that hurts so much to remember that i actually can’t even mention it at all
the 24 hours after election day they should give you access to every substance in the world and also a stick to beat people with
💙 USA 💙
national suicide prevention
national domestic violence hotline
national sexual abuse hotline
trans lifeline and resources
💙INTERNATIONAL💙
list of suicide hotlines by country
domestic violence hotlines and resources by country
sexual (+ domestic) abuse agencies by country
international trans resources
it is truly so pathetic how much america hates women
everyone around me is in love! and i have the loneliness of a 12 year old girl
isabel’s breakdown at her workplace TWENTY YEARS LATER after her (essentially) egg cracked screaming “I’m literally dying right now! somebody help me!” meanwhile everyone in the room suddenly freezes and looks in any direction except for her hyperventilating on the ground still absolutely HAUNTS me. it’s when you think you could handle the existential horror of never allowing yourself to live the life that you may be living because of the fear of the unknown is more horrifying, but then confronted with the fact that absolutely no one knows what sacrifices you have made to be perceived by them in this way and absolutely NO ONE cares
What about you? Do you like girls? Boys? I... I think that I like TV shows.
I SAW THE TV GLOW (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun
ID: ten gifs from I Saw the TV Glow. Owen and Maddie are sat talking outside on football bleachers. Owen says "When I think about this stuff, it feels like someone took a shovel and dug out all my insides. And I know there's nothing in there. But I'm still too nervous to open myself up and check. I know there's something wrong with me. My parents know too, even if they don't say anything. Do you ever feel like that?"
Maddie replies "I don't know. Maybe you're like Isabel." Owne looks at her briefly, looking unsure. Maddie continues: "Afraid of what's inside you." end ID.
"You won't even remember that you're dying."
I SAW THE TV GLOW (2024) dir. Jane Schoenbrun
I Saw the TV Glow (2024)
Dir. Jane Schoenbrun
I Saw the TV Glow is such a uniquely, devastatingly queer story. Two queer kids trapped in suburbia. Both of them sensing something isn’t quite right with their lives. Both of them knowing that wrongness could kill them. One of them getting out, trying on new names, new places, new ways of being. Trying to claw her way to fully understanding herself, trying to grasp the true reality of her existence. Succeeding. Going back to help the other, to try so desperately to rescue an old friend, to show the path forward. Being called crazy. Because, to someone who hasn’t gotten out, even trying seems crazy. Feels crazy. Looks, on the surface, like dying.
And to have that other queer kid be so terrified of the internal revolution that is accepting himself that he inadvertently stays buried. Stays in a situation that will suffocate him. Choke the life out of him. Choke the joy out of him. Have him so terrified of possibly being crazy that he, instead, lives with a repression so extreme, it quite literally is killing him. And still, still, he apologizes for it. Apologizes over and over and over, to people who don’t see him. Who never have. Who never will. Because it’s better than being crazy. Because it’s safer than digging his way out. Killing the image everyone sees to rise again as something free and true and authentic. My god. My god, this movie. It shattered me.
"its a texas chainsaw miracle"