i hate melons.
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ima about to put yall on sum indie/alt artists that you NEED
- Steve Lacey nothing more needs to be said, its steve lacey
- Blood Orange the artist started in a band called "test icicles" thats enough for me
- Joji already like super popular, but still classic shit
- Vacations makes me feel like im in a comingofage indie film
- Jakob Ogawa rAAAAA SO UNDERRATED PLS LISTEN
- Deca Joins a group from taiwan, if you know them and youre not from there, i will mail you my heart
On average in the USA 856 people die everyday. 856 god damn people die and people think it’s okay to say that COVID-19 isn’t doing anything, or isn’t real? That’s like if my ENTIRE school dropped dead. So please, before it’s too late, take some action.This could be as simple as ordering your groceries online and staying home everyday. Sorry not sorry if it’s an “inconvenience” to you. You know what’s mighty inconvenient? When you you go to call your friend, family member, acquaintance and you realise you can’t because they’re fucking dead from your so called “myth” of a dies. The bodies are piling up high, I think you should start to at least notice the smell.
(sorry if i’m incorrect about the death toll)
and i want you to write a poem for me!
so I did this thing awhile back and it’s been a hot minute, so I’m restarting it
Reblog this post and I will stalk your tumblr and write a poem based on your aesthetic
signed
petition for “that’s just wasteland, baby” to become the new “it be like that sometimes” like/reblog to sign
it should involve bees.
Guys i have a great idea
omg. omfg. i’ve recently learned that i have aphantasia. WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME THAT YOU CAN DEADASS SEE THINGS IN YOUR FCKIN MIND??!?!?! can someone please explain to me how it works otherwise?
whether it be to an overseas penpal or simply an appreciated friend
paint swatches of colors that remind you of them
the local time of sunrise and sunset (penpal)
meaningful song lyrics
magazine cutouts
pages of old books folded into a small envelope
a secret about your hometown
recounts of strangers you saw
teabag of your favourite tea maybe a paragraph about why you love it
a small sketch or lil’ painting
pressed flowers from the sidewalk
origami or a handmade paper doll
bubble gum or small candies
a little playlist, maybe with an incredibly specific title
rings or small jewellery
a heart shaped note with things you love
washi tape! (maybe wrap it around a popscile stick)
a list of extensual questions, to twist with the mind
random pages from an old book
things from the sidewalk
glitter or sequins or pearls or buttons
a pretty photograph
flat objects or coins
a sticker sheet
- wake up yawping like a bitch
- put on your robe and gracefully open your curtains like u live in a beautiful cottage rather than overlooking a nastyass street
-boil water for tea, as thats boiling wash your face and such
- begin to brew tea, bring that to your desk as well as some fruit and listen to vivaldi until you tap out the rhythm with your hands
- try (again) to get rid of the ink stains blotting ur desk before you sit down to study ancient greek (not because u have to, but because u want to)
if i mistakenly continue my bloodline there is no way that im not naming my child after a greek god/ goddess. those people are fcking magical