they should invent joints that dont hurt

You deserve love now. Not once you lose weight. Not once you accomplish that thing. Not once you move. Not once you get on medication. Not once you start therapy. Not once you get that job. Not once you're more like them. Now. You don't have to earn the right to be loved. You deserve it right now, and always have.

reblog for noises

[ID. A video where a white guy plays guitar to his cat, who provides vocals. There is a microphone in shot. End ID.]

your twenties are Not about saving money or networking. your twenties are about rinsing your heart in rice water. wearing big jackets. smelling night blooming jasmines. giving up on being sexy and embracing flaw and rot and thus inadvertently becoming sexy. planting cabbages and cauliflowers inside your internal landscape and making a garden in you instead of letting your internal landscape be a stormy sea tossing you around. cartwheeling in spirit if not person when you make a friend. and letting your eyebrows live a little.

I also like it when they're like hey what's up or something personal/natural instead of the welcome to wherever how can I serve you bit.

I also like it when they are sitting down or listening to music they clearly enjoy

There is something so nourishing about walking into a place of business and immediately thinking "huh, I wouldn't have guessed this place would be playing this kind of music" only to see an employee absolutely head-banging along because today is their day to pick the CD and they are living

Despite what capitalists might think, I do not want to roleplay being royalty in the presence of slaves when I seek professional assistance in obtaining my basic human needs.

i firmly believe the ideal way to consume media is by looking at tumblr posts about it (breaking bad, american psycho, supernatural etc) but never actually watching it, which means Goncharov (1973) is absolutely perfect for this website

i will die on the transmasc goncharov hill. his bond with katya who is clearly a lesbian (they got married because neither saw any way to be happy in this life, and anyways it would be safer, lavender), this intense attraction for andrei that he’s clearly desperately holding at arms length because he cannot let him closer (why? what will he find out if you let him that is so terrible?) all the rituals of masculinity being so heightened and dire, even being a russian mafia in naples is clearly a bit of a trans allegory, katya feeling so conflicted about sofia and leaving him because A. she is his shield and B. the subtle power and sharpness (not cruelty, or is it?) in being the only person who Knows, the only person who could bring about his ruin, and in the end she does, but she never meant for it to end like this, and andrei shooting him being the only way he could allow him to touch him, oh god, in this essay i will—

my favorite thing about goncharov is that it feels like a movie it feels like a real like you know go to the theater film movie

You log off this website for like 2 days and return to a mass gaslighting movement having spontaneously materialized into existence like athena from the head of zeus. cant ever leave you people unsupervised