The Wait by Richard Brautigan ft. Â Harry Styles for Vogue Magazine
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Claire Keane
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Love Begins
Fai_Ryy
$LAYYYTER
almost home
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gracie abrams

pixel skylines
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Jules of Nature

#extradirty
EXPECTATIONS
The Stonewall Inn

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The Wait by Richard Brautigan ft. Â Harry Styles for Vogue Magazine
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What accepting yourself for being gay does to a mf
SEBASTIAN STAN as BUCKY BARNES Thunderbolts* (2025) Dir. Jake Schreier
babygirl i can overthink things you’ve never even thought of in your life
we ask that the defense not say "me when i lie" while the witness testifies
the ultimate 2026 goal is to get off the damn phone
male loneliness leads to evil but female loneliness leads to rpf
“Why are you watching it again? You already know what happens.” Because The Character is in there, bro. THE CHARACTER
putting in a hard day's work at the not actually getting anything done factory
trust i got yall fr đź’Żđź’Żđź’Ż
[image text: Got a really crazy fic coming up in the next 7-8 years. Stay tuned. /end]
FREAKY FRIDAY 2003, dir. Mark Waters
if famous men dont want people speculating about their sexuality maybe they should stop being so gay
who are these people
the wiggles
YOURE 30???????
yeah I mean i've been posting on tumblr since 2011, I'm part of the geriatric tumblrinas
#you started blogging when I was 2
“I felt heavy my whole life. I always thought that death would be the heaviest thing of all, but it wasn’t, it really wasn’t. Life was like being dragged through concrete in circles, wet and setting concrete that dried with each rotation of my unwilling body. As a child, I was light. It didn’t matter too much; I slid through it, and maybe it even felt like a game, like I was just playing in mud, like nothing about that slipperiness would ever change, not really. But then I got bigger and it started drying on me and eventually I turned into an uneven block, chipping and sparking on the hard ground, tearing off into painful chunks. I wanted to stay empty, like the eagle in the proverb, left to perch, my bones filled with air pockets, but heaviness found me and I couldn’t do anything about it. I couldn’t shake it off; I couldn’t transform it, evaporate or melt it. It was distinct from me, but it hooked itself into my body like a parasite. I couldn’t figure out if something was wrong with me or if this was just my life—if this was just how people felt like concrete was dragging their flesh off their bones.”
— The Death of Vivek Oji, Akwaeke Emezi (via amouthfulloflove)
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