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Andulka
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@theheadlessstar
Stop digging up my old ugly pics with the tragic 2009 Photoshop from the grave 😭
How in the hell are people STILL reblogging my face from 15 years ago?? Why is it still floating at the top of whatever “ladyboy” hashtag archive like I’m some ancient relic??
It’s cringe as hell…
Sometimes I Google Lens myself and find out people secretly use my pics for their art. It’s giving 2007 emo legend energy like those random MySpace kids everyone used as icons but nobody actually knew who they were.
I hate and love that kind of popularity at the same time… it’s annoying, but also kinda iconic.
And honestly, I keep thinking:
I do not wanna be one of those internet ghosts where I die for 10 years and THEN people discover my swamp-bride GIF and turn me into a mysterious cult icon. Like wow, thanks for the fame babes, but why did I have to be DEAD first?? Lmao
Iconic, yes.
But also… what the hell 😭
Did you know that you're so beautiful
I know 😊 thank you
I didn’t fall out of love with the forest
I just realized she taught me everything she could.
Her roots shaped me.
Her shadows sharpened me.
Her silence turned into a song I can carry anywhere.
I left the soft world gently,
like someone who finally understands why innocence hurts.
Pretty things go strange when they grow and some hearts don’t belong in cages made of nature or neon.
Goodbye, old magic.
I’m taking you with me.
Into a world that feels louder, colder,
but I walk through it glowing, untouched in a way they’ll never understand.
Because I learned beauty in the dirt,
not in plastic heaven.
What happens when we stop being human and start becoming mechanical? When people reduce themselves to sex, chasing lust while forgetting love, intimacy, and soul? Maybe the hope lies in the ones who refuse that script. the ones who still dare to feel, to love, to be raw Because in a world of machines, where everything is hollow, being human is the most rebellious act.
What happens when we stop being human and start becoming mechanical? When people reduce themselves to sex, chasing lust while forgetting love, intimacy, and soul? Maybe the hope lies in the ones who refuse that script. the ones who still dare to feel, to love, to be raw Because in a world of machines, where everything is hollow, being human is the most rebellious act.
2025/01/16
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I pointed this blog out to you yesterday, indicating that it had something different, elaborate GIFs of herself modeling this one, which, in my opinion, are perfectly in tune with a mood, aesthetic, or ART very much of internet subcultures and this century.
Les señale este blog ¿ayer? indicando que tenía algo distinto, trabajados gif modelando ella misma como este que, a mi parecer, sintonizan perfectamente con un mood, estética o ARTE muy de subculturas de Internet y este siglo.
I’m recommending it again and I’ll stop doing it now because I hate being annoying (I do it on my own, unintentionally, too well, and too often to exacerbate that problem, hahaha… sniff)
Vuelvo a recomendarlo y dejo ya de hacerlo que detesto hacerme pesada (me sale sola sin querer demasiado bien y demasiadas veces como para agravar ese problema JaJaJa…*sniff)
I pray white men stop aging like milk… but sometimes, They deserve it.
the etsy witch releasing a statement about cursing charlie kirk which was essentially "yes i cursed that man, and?" is so enjoyable to me given the pearl clutching and pseudo-sadness over his assassination
Is tumblr dead or my internet is ass?