stop saying to yourself your getting old just because your in your 30s or 40s or 50s. theres still 1000 trillion billion years left in the universe like girl u havent even turned into a floating sphere yet
Anastasia Shepelevich
happy birthday to me
Untitled, 2024 - by David Galstyan (1986), Armenian
I can’t believe they named the planets after all the sailor scouts
Reposted because OP is a terf
fkatwigs: “home with you. tomorrow <3″
My Neighbor Totoro (1988)
Imraan Christian, Meta, 2023
tumblr is great because no matter how many followers i get it doesn't stop me from being really fucking annoying. other places i will perhaps think before i post. Not here. not here
I don't trust anyone who hasn't acknowledged their capacity for evil.
"I'm just a smol bean uwu" No sir, what you are is someone who is so habituated to thinking of yourself as innocent that you will continue to do so even when you're guilty.
To quote Chris Fleming
"You know that thing where the most toxic person you've ever met over-relates to woodland creatures on social media? I call it Vibe Dysphoria. She'll put up a picture of a mouse in a jean jacket with 'It's me.' That is not you. I don't know how you got under the impression that you are a mouse in a jean jacket. You are an eel with a gun.She posts a toad with a basket of mushrooms like 'Me doing my little things.' Oh madam, there is nothing little about your things. You gave me psychosexual issues I'll carry to my watery grave. You are not a toad in the forest...You are a cruel woman who just happens to be small."--Chris Fleming
April 16, 1971.
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Anne de Marcken, from It Lasts Forever and Then It's Over [ID'd]
i do, often, think of that quote from wislawa szymborska talking about love and the inexplicability of some of it. "great love is never justified" etc. and it truly isn't. and thank god for that.
"We’re dealing here with the phenomenon of great love. Detached observers always ask in such cases: “So what does she (he) see in him (her)?” Such questions are best left in peace: great love is never justified. It’s like the little tree that springs up in some inexplicable fashion on the side of a cliff: where are its roots, what does it feed on, what miracle produces those green leaves? But it does exist and it really is green—clearly, then, it’s getting whatever it needs to survive."
— from "Great Love", in Nonrequired Reading