I’m a simple woman… I hear Butter-Fly and I cry.
Misplaced Lens Cap
Show & Tell
dirt enthusiast
KIROKAZE

Janaina Medeiros
Cosimo Galluzzi

oozey mess

Love Begins

Andulka

Kaledo Art

pixel skylines
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Three Goblin Art
DEAR READER

ellievsbear
d e v o n
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Peter Solarz
$LAYYYTER
YOU ARE THE REASON
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@space--butterflies
I’m a simple woman… I hear Butter-Fly and I cry.

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Literally nobody:
Sabrina The Teenage Witch's Salem the Cat: I'm gonna force feminize Archie.
I hate the videoification of everything. If I have to hear one more video of someone speaking closely into their shitty mic and I have to have all their yucky wet mouth noises and plosives and nose whistles and throat clearings and sniffles I am going to dig a vertical hole the exact dimensions of my body and I’m going to slither in head first
as someone with misophonia, the widespread popularization of asmr audio editing + people that are being pushed to make video content with no formal training and have no idea how to edit their audio (ex college professors, average joe tiktokers, etc) is literally my nightmare scenario. this is hell I am in hell
this is actually the last straw for me I need to start sending people emails

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you are not an endearingly rude and unfriendly cartoon character you need to be nice to people
Love not having a ”””fandom””” specific blog. Something new will just consume my mind and everyone has to accept it. My house
y'know i don't really love how people use "butch" interchangeably with "handy"
*north american approaching lesbian couple* so which one of you is useful and which one of you is the woman
Say it with me! Wheelchairs aren’t sad! Mobility aids aren’t sad! Mobility aids are instruments of freedom!
Forgive me if this is inappropriate but
So are
colostomy bags
Diapers
insulin pumps
Oxygen systems
Braces
catheters
rollators
hearing aids
compression garments
prosthetics
FREEDOM AIDS
- canes
- service animals
- noise cancelling headphones/ear defenders
- wheelchair attachments
- fidgets
IT’S DISABILITY PRIDE MONTH YALL
BE UNAPOLOGETICALLY DISABLED AND TAKE UP ALL THE SPACE AND TIME YOU NEED!!!!!

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"Are they lovers?" worse.
This woman's dragon puppet

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say what you will about the 90s but there were so so many women on TV with beautiful curly hair. we used to be a proper society
90s curls really were so special and breathtaking
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Write it badly or it'll never be written
Please keep interacting with this post because when I come to tumblr to procrastinate, this shows up again in my notifications and guilts me into writing again