I rewatched “Soushitsou/Loss” and I completely forgot how adorkable these two were. What a precious scene.
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can you come collect your freak of a man please. He’s doing things
everyone else out. No one else tag this post. this is the only one.
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being a girl and hitting puberty is so traumatic. you go from being a genderless little free thing to being hit with shaving and makeup and growing breasts and skincare and menstruation and suddenly being sexualised when like a few years ago you could take your shirt off to play in the stream and trade yugioh cards with the boys and come home covered in mud and not even think about it. and then you spend years hating being a girl and hating everything puberty did to you and wishing you could be a boy or be completely genderless again and it takes you Many years to come to terms with yourself Or you simply try to Lean In to everything and do makeup tutorials on YouTube and claim it’s for fun. like how can this be treated as normal
trans people AND cis women 🤝 struggling to exist in a marked body which the world wants to shape, control and project meaning on to against your will
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Mary Karr, “VI. Wisdom: The Voice of God”
[id: the poem VI. Wisdom: The Voice of God by Mary Karr. it reads:
“Ninety percent of what’s wrong with you
could be cured with a hot bath,
says God through the manhole covers,
but we want magic, to win
the lottery we never bought a ticket for.
(Tenderly, the monks chant,
embrace the suffering.) The voice never
panders, offers no five-year plan,
no long-term solution, no edicts from a cloudy
white beard hooked over ears.
It is small and fond and local. Don’t look for
your initials in the geese honking
overhead or to see through the glass even
darkly. It says the most obvious shit,
i.e. Put down that gun, you need a sandwich.”/end id]
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