caitlin ✰

a lesbian in lesbos, greece photographed by jan phillips, published in i know you know: lesbian views and news vol. 2 no. 1, december 1985

Stas Kalashnikov

gimme a love that feels like 90’s r&b 🥀 insta: neutral.fleur

be one of the only people to not die

A little orange interruption..

IG: thehousehold

The End of the F***ing World (2017)

she wasn’t too impressed

Cosette is going to England.

Guess, I’ll tragically die a painful death at the barricade.

sometimes i find things i’ve written months ago

a concept: late night convo’s with someone that likes you as much as you like them.

no offence but let yourself be ugly!! you don’t have to fix your hair if you’re not going anywhere you don’t have to cover up ur spots or change out of your lounge pants to go buy milk like damn we really gotta let ourselves be comfortable without constantly apologising for just looking normal and it’s hard but i think we need to practice looking in the mirror and saying i look ugly af today and that’s okay!! tru self care is letting urself be ugly tbh

I love this version of self-love because it’s much more feasible for people who are self-conscious. Like it takes years of powerful reconditioning to convince yourself that your flaws, like stretch marks or acne or cellulitis, are attractive. It’s basically impossible for most people.

But learning to say “so what, I’m ugly, there’s more to life” not only overwrites this narrative that we have to feel attractive in some way (which is bs) but also reroutes your actual attention to just, living, instead of examining, evaluating, and judging your appearance