happy glorious 25th of may

James Baldwin.

people who only use conventional social media are so funny bc they’ll casually be like “can I see your tumblr??” are you Insane. this is no instagram or twitter. this is my vault of secrets

guy who is definitely not about to fall into a surprise midday nap with an aftermath worse than a hangover: it seems like a really good idea to lay in bed and get cozy under the blanket as part of my plan not to fall asleep. I do not know why.

"We removed a major character growth moment"

Mindless attempts at pandering like this drive crazy

To me this too, is enshittification

no war in Ba Sing Se...

"it's gaslighty"

THAT'S THE FUCKING POINT YOU SHITTASS

They are literally making every single bad change they possibly could. In the next one their gonna make Zuko and Azula like each other

In mine and many other east Asian cultures, the dragon traditionally symbolises things like power, wealth and strength (imperial symbol and all)

I think we often forget that in the story of the Great Race, the dragon came in fifth because it'd stopped to give people rain. Then it'd stopped again to push a rabbit adrift on a log across the wide river so it reached the shore safely (that's why the Rabbit year comes before the Dragon).

Dragons aren't meant to just be powerful - they are meant to do good with such power, and to help those in need.

So in this lunar new year, I hope you gain more power, so that you might be able to help others. I pray you have abundant resources so you may give to yourself and those around you. I wish you courage, endurance, kindness and generosity, for yourself and your people.

I hope you, and I, will be rain givers, life preservers, joy bringers.

I hope we will be dragons.

All 13 full moons of 2023

Every look ICONIC! Our lady can NOT flop!

There’s a serial killer in your town. Unfortunately for them you are a necromancer and you have fun driving that maniac insane.

@townofcan Why would leave this masterpiece in the notes

I am not the divine masculine or the divine feminine I am the divine comedy and you will address me as such

non-practicing slut. is this anythign

like my ideal job is honestly i own an extremely shitty bookstore and cafe and you cant order anything from a menu except cold brew coffee (when we run out, we run out) or you can ask me (i am standing behind the counter) for a drink and i will make you a weird espresso concoction based on what i feel like making and it will always cost a flat 5 dollars (i know, coffee should cost less, but here we are. sometimes the drink will be a scoop of vanilla gelato with an espresso shot poured over. sometimes it will be a coffee seltzer. it will probably just be a regular latte most of the time with sprinkles on top), but sometimes i hand you a grilled cheese sandwich or maybe a novella i like instead. we're only open for three hours between 4-7 in the afternoon btw.

making art is just like showering………can’t get up and do it, can’t stop when you’ve started. you want to crawl out of your skin if you don’t do it often enough. everything in the world is the exact same

Love when you ask something that turns out to be a kinda stupid question, but it turns out the person you asked loves teaching. I walked past the very prominent bread slicer I’d never noticed at the grocery store to ask the person at the bakery to slice my bread, and she walked me right over to the bread slicer, but before I could get too embarrassed, she started such a passionate explanation of how the bread slicer works. She gave me a mini workshop on bread slicing. She was so jazzed to show me how to slice bread. Love encountering a natural teacher in the wild

Types of Girls as Desserts

Part 1

black forest cake: late night drives down empty roads. singing to lana del rey and beach weather at the top of your lungs. counting stars and mapping out constellations. breaking into abandoned buildings. loud, heartfelt laughter. feather tattoos and band t-shirts. leather jackets and pink converse signed in black. dark coffee with extra sugar. chipped teeth and fingernails painted neon. thrift stores and life long friends. falling in love too easily, loving too loudly. 

blueberry muffins: sunrise and waking up to birds chirping outside. listening to carobae on repeat till noon. empty canvases and paint stains. small cafes and iced teas. theme parks and cotton candy. heart shaped locket with pictures folded into it. the scent of home, and clean sheets freshly washed. notebooks full of pressed flowers. sunlight on your skin and the wind in your hair. the coastline and sand between your toes. breathing in and out freely. 

strawberry sponge cake: late afternoons and picnics in spring. dancing to SHY martin in the rain till you’re dizzy. doodled hearts in the corners of a diary. pink gel pens and flower charms. milkshakes at midnight and lip-gloss stains on the straw. scribbled poetry and song lyrics. friendship bracelets and rose quartz. the colour of sunset and cherry blossoms. art gallery dates and greek statues. long text messages and three hour phone calls. daydreaming out loud.

pumpkin pie: midday strolls and the crunch of autumn leaves. taylor swift concerts in your bedroom alone. cinnamon sticks and warm tea. diy videos on embroidery and sewing skirts. reading books before class starts. cozy bookstores and losing track of time. acoustic guitar and finger tattoos. murals painted on the wall. handmade gifts and handwritten love letters. bonfires after dusk and burnt smores. wishing on stars and flower petals.

tag urself as coffee

black coffee: diner milkshakes, longing, lanterns, the sound of rain, movie marathons, cerulean, thrift stores, chapstick

cappuccino: podcasts, books filled with post its, lavender, empty hallways, pencil shavings, clocks, mint gum, candle-lit showers

caramel macchiato: soft smiles, serendipity, teddy bears, early mornings, photo albums, banana bread, dream journals, cinnamon

iced coffee: raspberry sorbet, blush, tumblr posts, rainbows, skyscrapers, bicycles, pop music, sunglasses, frogs

a lil cream and sugar: chipped nail polish, scuffed sneakers, old disney, home cooking, bloody noses, grass stains, hammocks, VHS tapes