Stuck in my fantasy

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

Babe are you OK? You reblogged "even if you get worse".

Man I miss free the nipple. Its getting warmer and we don’t even have free the nipple anymore

if i first saw your face in the 1500s off in a foreign land, and i was forced to marry another man, you still would’ve been mine, we would have been timeless. i would’ve read your love letters every single night, and run away and left it all behind, you still would’ve been mine, we would've been timeless. ‘cause i believe that we were supposed to find this. so, even in a different life, you still would’ve been mine, we would’ve been timeless.

people on tumblr can have my instagram but people on instagram cannot have my tumblr

this reads like it was submitted to a local newspaper in the early 1900s

anyways (I say this as someone who is deeply critical of the united states government, military, unchecked capitalism, police, etc) I am SICK of people treating america as if it has no cultural value or positives so….. I love u 85 million acres (bigger than italy) of national parks. I love u harlem renaissance. I love u groundhogs day. I love u sweet tea and fried chicken and jambalaya. I love u apple cider donuts and maizes on crisp autumn days. I love u 95k miles of coastlines and new england fisherman and hand knitted sweaters. I love u halloween where millions of people dress up and give candy to strangers and carve jack o’lanterns. I love u small talk and small towns and potlucks and bringing over casseroles to your struggling neighbors. I love u cowboys and ranch hands and arizonian cactus. I love u appalachian trail and dirtbikes and divebars. I love u sparklers and fireflies. I love u mark twain and toni morrison and emily dickinson and henry david thoreau. I love u rock n roll i love u bluegrass and hippies i love u jimi hendrix and nirvana and CCR and janis joplin. I love u victorian houses and jonny appleseed and john henry and mothman and bigfoot. I love u foggy days in the pacific northwest and neon signs and roadside attractions. I love u baseball and 1950s diners and soft serve. I love u native american art and pop art and poptarts. I love u blue jeans and barbecues and jazz musicians 

[Image ID: Tumblr reply from againstPollution reading: now imagine the reaction to someone posting shit like this about russia or china for a second ;3 americans rly think theyre poor little meow meow ls beecause some people online told them to stfu /End ID]

Not to mention the inherent racism of denying American culture too. Like, BIPOC have contributed immensely to our culture (especially Black folks)

Also say what the fuck you what about how Taylor Swift should be taxed (she is taxed, they invented a whole ass tax for her in Rhode Island) and I agree she should be. But ON TOP OF THAT, every single one of these charities she and Travis just donated to is related to a place she lives or has lived. She is literally paying into her community! Directly!!

“iTs pErForMaTiVe” there is physically $26 million more dollars in the hands of people who need it like at what point does that adjective mean legitimately nothing

[ID Start: the disability pride flag with the caption "July is Disability Pride Month" and each colored stripe has a description of what it represents. From left to right is red for physical disabilities, yellow for cognitive & intellectual disabilities, white for non-visible & undiagnosed disabilities, blue for psychiatric disabilities, and green for sensory disabilities. The dark grey background of the flag is labeled "mourns disabled people who have died from negligence, suicide, illness & eugenics." /End ID.]

anyway, we should circle back to the parallel between “he was a hothouse flower to my outdoorsman” and “all the right guys promised they’d stay / under bright lights, they withered away / but you bloom”