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blake kathryn
Sade Olutola
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
we're not kids anymore.

izzy's playlists!

Janaina Medeiros
DEAR READER

Origami Around
taylor price

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Acquired Stardust
Misplaced Lens Cap
AnasAbdin

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Stranger Things
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@themythicalcodfish
either you die a fandom blog or live long enough to become an aesthetic blog
Description: [A video of a woman riding a galloping horse bareback while holding a large rainbow flag.]
i felt like these tags really added to the experience, thanks @cynderxdustypaws for your knowledge
This is one of the most powerful images I have ever seen, and I will reblog it every single time because every single time it brings tears to my eyes.
It’s Pride Month Eve, so leave out some milk for Freddie Mercury and his cats.
They’re looking at each other, comparing cats:
And Vincent Price was also bi so, y'know, let’s hear it for the bi pride catboys.
hope tumblr lasts another 20 years so i can liveblog my midlife crisis
currently doing that myself
Bonus: If I buy a book I get to keep it! The publisher can't turn up at my house at random and confiscate all the books I bought.
You've heard of Oy Vey, I'm Gay, now get ready for
VEY ZMIR, I'M QUEER
Reblogging again for pride month 2025.
This is for all those who were promised community, only to be rejected and banned. To all those who can't wear or fly a Magen David ✡️ without being accused of blood libel. To those who had their community turn their backs on them. To those who have had self-proclaimed nazi punchers spew nazi rhetoric back to their face. To those who are lost. To those that lost friends, lost their sense of belonging, because people stole our word and re-defined it to mean something dirty.
To the queer Jews, and allies, who don't have the same place of belonging that they had before October 7th. To those that aren't here anymore, after. Happy Pride.
2026!
Wishing safety and belonging to everyone, especially my Jewish mishpacha and our allies. 💚🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️✡️
the fact that the bottom part of this was cut off and reposted and and almost nobody knew is one of the biggest cases of bi erasure in history
happy pride
I’m sure I’d feel the same way if I was a skinny white girl with blue eyes and blonde hair
this girl posted a picture featuring her cystic acne uncovered, something that’s extremely stigmatized, in order to make a statement and spread positivity.
that’s it. that’s all she did.
she didn’t say she was the face of people with acne or act like she has it harder than other people. she just shared a feature that i’m sure she’s been shamed for and has struggled to love.
she’s literally 17-years-old and you’re 27. stop being a dick to kids when they haven’t done anything wrong.
THANK YOU. shit.
👉 REJECT ❌ DISTOPIA ❌
👉 SAY NO TO APOCALYPSE
👉 TAKE YOUR FUTURE BACK
👇👇👇
Hope is definitely not the same thing as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense, regardless of how it turns out.
- Václav Havel
TAKE MY HAND ❤️🩹 IT'S NOW OR NEVER
i love you
You guys gotta stop deactivating your blogs the tumblrina death rate is rapidly increasing. We need to repopulate the dash.
I've been thinking a lot lately about really how much of a privilege it is that women (and to a lesser extent, men) don't have to settle anymore, and it makes me sad that I do think that many women are still unnecessarily falling into traps that were true for our grandmothers.
Like for so much of human history, in many cultures, for so many women a man was the only way out of your father's house, and love was a luxury. You looked at the limited availability, you did a cost-benefit analysis to weigh a personality you could live with and material prospects and you committed yourself to a man. Of course people throughout all of human history have managed to be wildly in love with their partners, and many people were able to make a solid bedrock from a marriage but. Truly, for some women there was no other option.
Some women still don't have options for whatever reason, I get that. But like. We can open bank accounts in our own name now. We can take out a loan and go to college even if we have absolutely no family support. We can support ourselves. For those of us who would maybe be down with having a man in our lives, we can actually have high standards, we can actually wait until we find someone who we're so over the moon about. So many more of us have this luxury than ever before.
And it's kind of like. Girl how dare you settle for less. How dare you stay in a relationship for years because he didn't actually technically do anything bad enough to break it off, but you're not excited about him. Be picky. Be prepared to do it alone. Do it for all the woman who couldn't/still can't. This is a gift our mothers won for us do not take it for granted.
it's 2026. you're hitting a milestone birthday. you cut off most of your hair. your favourite band who's been radio silent since 2019 drops three new songs out of nowhere. people start to recognize you and call you by name. you wake up with the sunrise. you're living near the ocean. it keeps getting better one step at a time.
#‘el pastel promedio tiene tres leches’ es en realidad un error estadístico. El pastel promedio tiene 0 leches. Leches Georg#quien vive en una cueva y absorbe 10.000 leches al día#es un valor atípico qeu no debería haberse contado (via @deathbycoldopen)
I don't speak Spanish but I understand every word
I appreciate 'adn' being preserved in the form of 'qeu', that's absolutely beautiful.
can't stop thinking about how hysterical project hail mary would be from rocky's pov when you consider that, by eridian standards, basic human functioning is simultaneously an incredibly hostile and violently perverted body horror fetish nightmare. imagine you make first contact with an alien and it's an apex predator with an obscene number of orifices, made up mostly of toxic substances that it oozes constantly from said orifices, thrives in an unforgivingly cold and suffocating atmosphere, is highly motivated by searching for its next meal + consumes its food publicly in violation of your society's main taboo, and is capable of rapidly transitioning from vulnerable in sleep to alert and in full possession of its faculties at the slightest change in stimuli. grace is in a heartwarming scifi buddy comedy and meanwhile rocky is bonded with and planning on bringing home his species' equivalent of the xenomorph.
divert all power to the funk engine
a single, solitary, earth-shattering note thunders across the battlefield like a tsunami.
You can see the power of music shining in his eyes.
when you go to a doctors office their favorite thing to do is tell you "okay check out at the front desk" when you're done. and the front desk tells you ummm you can just go! and you're like don't I have a copay? and they're like we don't know, we have to ask your insurance company first. and you're like well my insurance card says the copay is $30, can I just pay it right now while I'm standing in front of you? there's a card reader right there on the desk. and they're like nooo we have to send a representative on horseback during the next waning moon to meet with their claims adjusting associate director of benefits management and client services in the secret glade to negotiate. and you're like oh okay and go home. and you get twelve emails asking you to take a survey about your experience
AND THEN in eight months you start getting phone calls from unknown numbers and when you finally check your voicemail they're like Your Balance Is Past Due We're Going To Kill You (even though by this point you have forgotten that you ever went to the doctor). and so you go to your MyChart account and log in with your username and password and you have to reset your password for security reasons. and you get two emails that say Your Password Has Been Reset. Was This You? and you have to go find your phone and enter your two factor authentication code and then you have to select which location you visited and then you have to click through all the Reminder: Complete Your Health History Profile where they ask if you've had any new surgeries even though you definitely told the nurse about this at your visit and then you have to find the Pay Bills tab and your balance is $179.23 and you're like why is it so expensive I thought the copay was $30? and you download a PDF of the charges and find out that they charged a late fee of $15 a month even though that doesn't add up to $179.23 and you don't even remember being told you had any balance at any point and you could call a representative and ask about it but that would probably take at least half an hour and there's no way it would actually get rid of the charges. so you go pay it anyway and you have to go find a paper check to look up your bank account routing number because they'll charge you an extra 3% if you pay with a credit card and there's a fee of $2.75 for convenience also. and then you get three emails that say We've Received Your Payment! Thank You For Your Payment!