step into the light!

museum date but i spend the whole time crying over the concept of history and time

yeah i couldn’t be trusted with a penis id get hard from the way the sun shines through the leaves and everyone would hate me

absolutely hate it when I wake up tired like what the fuck did I lie unconscious for

when I was like 14 I used to reblog these posts on here that were like "YOUR 20S ARE NOT AN IMAGINARY RACE YOURE DOING JUST FINE!!" just to be positive towards my older mutuals even though i didn't really get what they were about and I'd be in the tags like "#so true!! #everyone does things at their own pace!!" and now im 24 I'm thinking back to it and it's like Oh of course the imaginary race. Which im losing

the fact that generative A.I. has created a completely new fundamental doubt in reality (checking to see if an artwork we see is manmade or not) and doubt in the instinct of enjoying art is unforgivable. its sickeningly tragic, and i mean it. NOTHING is worth this price and i hope that everyone will one day realize this.

u guys omfg can we try feminism again. can we breathe life back into feminism's wounded and perishing body like OMFG she's dying...