rb & tag what drink u can’t have around u for more than 5 seconds
so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what
Garden of Earthly Delights (details) by Hieronymus Bosch, 1490-1510.
on a haunting, D. E. / Nicolo Carozzi, A Tale of an Empty House
body positivity thats just like “dont worry men will still have sex with you” ... like girl who is that helping
girls literally only want one thing and it's fucking disgusting
Love is enough
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
dolce & gabbana fall 2020 rtw
reblog and put in the tags your favorite snl skit
For this Juneteenth, you can help a Black, bisexual & Muslim teacher stay safe!
Hi, my name is Az & you may follow my teaching anecdotes on my blog. If so, you know I am very open about being gay and Black in a very unsafe and dangerous, conservative area. My neighbors fly Gadsden flags (which are a crypto symbol of white supremacy) and two of them participated in the Capitol riots in January. My city has one of the 5 most dangerous and racist police forces in the entire USA.
Please help me build a privacy fence that locks to keep my senior dog and me safe. DM or send me an ask for any questions! There’s a longer story on my GFM if you’re interested. If you can’t donate to GFM, I’ll link my Kofi, venmo, and cashapp below. Thanks in advance for your help! ✊🏽🖤
GoFundMe: Here!!
Kofi | Venmo @ azzylon | Cashapp: $AzElise
To YOU its a ufo. I know what it is
reblog and put in the tags the male celebrities you find the most attractive
bro not to start again on names but u ever think abt how some names have been used for centuries, millenniums even...like how many times has the earth heard a mother calling, 'alexander!'...how many times have the stars caught a lover whispering, 'freyja'...how many times has the ground we've walked on and continue to walk on felt vibrations of a friend excitedly yelling, 'mary!'
oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too.
one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.
I swear by my principles, that I am not a petty bourgeois; in any case, I find myself situated in the line of the small proletariat.
hope this hasn’t been done before skshsiwnzjwnsnwnxnwj
Your body can’t recognise itself, so it’s attacking itself.
Mogul Mowgli (2020) dir. Bassam Tariq
hair, a love language
credits: 1. hair salon in gabon (bruno barbey, 1984) / 2. navajo nation, arizona (leonard mccombe, 1948) / 3. combing the hair (edgar degas) / 4. unknown source / 5. via @cxogunt / 6. clifford prince king
“humanity is inherently selfish and bad” bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a stranger’s grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. it’s an elder’s fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing, like this is what you would’ve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at your when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection
Male thot jobs.
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Your purpose in life is not to love yourself but to love being yourself.
If you goal is to love yourself, then your focus is directed inward toward yourself, and you end up constantly watching yourself from the outside, disconnected, trying to summon the “correct” feelings towards yourself or fashion yourself into something you can approve of.
If your goal is to love being yourself, then your focus is directed outward towards life, on living and making decisions based on what brings you pleasure and fulfillment.
Be the subject, not the object. It doesn’t matter what you think of yourself. You are experiencing life. Life is not experiencing you.
Miles Johnston