listen if you think someone is cool and you dig their energy you just have to tell them, because that’s the kind of stuff you remember a thousand times longer than somebody complimenting your hair or whatever. tonight I told a girl from my theory class that I like her analytical approach and she bounced back at me saying she digs my feminine energy and how she gets the vibe that, to my core, I exist to uplift women and I damn near cried. tell people what resonates about them. be real. help each other feel seen.

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A Midsummer Night’s Dream (details) - John Simmons

pink sweatpants that say ‘anarchy’ over the ass instead of ‘juicy’ 

Ernst Baillet

Pierre Carrier-Belleuse

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please help me escape arranged marriage

my name is naima and i’m an eighteen y/o somali lesbian in desperate need of help. over the past few months i have been under the impression that my family is warming up to the idea of me not being what they want me to be. unfortunately this is not the case and i believe the only way out is to escape as they have now resorted to basically treating me like a prisoner and promising me to a man instead of letting me go to university as they promised. i have no funds of my own and to even think of escaping and surviving the first few weeks i desperately need money. i have to use ko-fi since it’s the most anonymous of ways and my father has found out what i do online before (i had to remake my tumblr). despite everything i do not wish any harm on them. i simply want to part ways. i don’t have a lot of followers but if any of you is willing to help i will forever carry you in my heart.

ko-fi.com/princessnaima

Pablo Picasso (via ouugg)

a compilation in honour of our first christmas without vine.

-5

Kiss her. Slowly, take your time. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her stupid. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.

And days go past But memories, they last

Puppy: ”See, I told you we’d both fit on here comfortably.” 🔊

THE TAIL WAGGING