Selfc0ntr0ls - Kaia !

reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)

a very important matter what was the first song in 2022 you listened to

this month is my only sweetheart

One third of GoFundMe campaigns are for necessary medical expenses. People are “donating” their vacation days so that a new mom can stay home with her baby. A college-educated homeless man stood on the street handing out resumes in desperation, begging for a job, any job. Multiple posts about parents buying teachers necessities like a car and school supplies went viral.

Twitter and the media highlight these stories as heartwarming examples of “sacrifice” and people “pulling themselves up by their bootstraps.”

I call bullshit. Only in a dystopian society would we feel anything other than horrified at the thought of people crowdfunding their most basic needs.

also to any black trans followers i have @binderdrive on instagram gives away free binders to black people and is actually where i got my binder

November. Battery Acid. Los Angeles, CA.

by Cameron McCool.

“It is far too easy—as the reluctant inhabitant of one of the most beautiful, expensive, and problematic cities in the world, as the naturalized citizen of a country that tries to kick dirt over its bloody history, as a hedonist seduced by oysters and cashmere sweaters—to see only the castle on the hill and not the thickets of bone we trod through to arrive at it. I am all too capable of moving with blinkers on. The hyper-compressed grief of living in this age means, paradoxically, that it is hard to give grief its due—not five seconds in a news reel but whole pages and chapters and volumes of grief.”

— C Pam Zhang, from “When Your Inheritance is to Look Away”

she was the lighthouse that guided you home, the siren that beckoned you to her embrace, the light of the moon / and you the changing tides, the ship that came to her shore, the willing sailor who went overboard

Nahid Raza  -  Untitled (Two Women with Doves) 

Indian-born Pakistani, b. 1948

oil on canvas