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Yearning for what you can never have is beginner level. Real yearners know the good shit is what you could freely have if you allowed yourself to, but never will.

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Did anyone else have an obscenely dangerous childhood activity? Ours was climbing the beams in the abandoned glass factory.
I’m glad dodge rock is a universal childhood pastime.
I love all of these, but this one is my favorite.
Climbing under the merry go round and sitting on the metal support beams, then making the merry go round move with our feet. Kid powered decapitation device.
One of the neighbor kids broke his arm while we were playing “jump off the swing when it’s up high so you can fly”. Also merry go rounds.

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upgrade your life by taking note of the objects you use most and slowly replace them with the most beautiful and high-quality versions of those things you can find.
I think the harm of denying people the right to control their own bodies is so, so much worse than the risk of people regretting the decisions they make. Regretting something you decided to do is a much healthier pain than the pain of regretting that you didn't get to have a choice.
wait I have one more story. there's a group of anti-abortion protesters who often set up by the Ethiopian cafe I hang out in, and when I was waiting to cross one of them held up an aborted fetus sign and said "how does this make you feel?" and I said "hungry", and then I was so satisfied by my own cleverness that I missed the lights and stepped off the sidewalk into oncoming traffic
At Scarleteen, we know there’s no pride without trans pride, and we mean that all year, not just in June. Not as a slogan for pride, not as a seasonal post, but as something that shapes how we show up and who we center here. Trans and gender expansive folks have always been and will continue to be at the heart of LGBTQIA+ history, community, and liberation, even when others try to erase that, rewrite it, or treat it like a “new” thing.
When we say trans pride, we mean the whole thing, including joy, grief, anger, and everyday stuff like navigating dating, relationships, and learning how to feel at home in your own body and on your own terms. A lot of us have had the experience of looking for information and only finding stuff that feels clinical, condescending, or written to make trans folks look like a problem to solve. Or “advice” that assumes one right way to be trans. Not only do we need and want better than that but we deserve better than that. All of us do.
We’re committed to offering resources and support that highlight the complexities, nuance, and diversity of trans experiences. Today, we’re spotlighting some Scarleteen staff favorites, written by and for our trans and gender expansive community. These are pieces we come back to when we need something real (like really real), whether that’s language that fits our experiences, practical guidance on hormones and bodies, help navigating relationships and intimacy with ourselves and others, or just a reminder we're not alone.
(Almost) Everything You Need to Know About T and Fertility
As a trans person, how can I navigate authentic gender expression and avoid the identity police?
The Second Guesser’s Guide to Hormone Therapy
How to Develop Body Trust When Trans: An Introduction
How to Support A Friend or Partner Who’s Dealing With Gender Dysphoria
Dating and Gender Roles when One Partner is Trans
It's a Trap: How to Spot Anti-Trans Resources
Some of these pieces are meant to be bookmarked and for you to come back to when you need them. Some are pieces you send to a friend or share with those in your community. And some are simply comforting because they reflect our experiences with respect, nuance, and care.

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It's hard to post intentionally bad writing without commenters proclaiming "oh but I feel bad! I love this!" Perfectly bad art is as rare a feat as perfectly good art. Even the most anonymous mediocrity definitionally will have its fans.
Enjoying bad art is neither virtuous nor unvirtuous because enjoyment is passive. It is barely a choice. I do, however, think that incuriosity is shameful. Taste, as in the ability to understand, diagnose, and articulate, the artistic choices that make up a work, is the vehicle for understanding and producing art. Taste can only be cultivated by reflecting upon a broad field of art, peak to dogshit. Because of this, the cultivation of Taste is one of my favorite parts of being alive.
If you've only ever watched marvel movies, of course they are your favorite movies. Your love of marvel movies means little. However, if you have sampled everything the world of cinema has to offer, have watched every single movie dogshit to peak, and marvel movies are still your favorite, that is meaningful. You probably have some very interesting things to say about movies. Even though I will probably disagree with them.
Enjoy dogshit to your heart's content. But reflect articulate that enjoyment; because this cultivates Taste.
Everything is worthy of curiosity.
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when I was a kid I really enjoyed Suzy Eddie Izzard's comedy routines. I remember she had this one joke that went something like
(fatherly voice): yes little johnny. you must learn to play the clarinet, because I never got the chance when I was a boy. (little johnny voice): well you got the chance now. why don't you learn it now?
I was talking with another trans person earlier, and we were talking about relationships with our respective moms. they were talking about how their transition was being viewed by their mom as something being done to her.
I was talking about a similar thing with my mom's feelings about my surgeries. I was jokingly saying, as if to my mom, "the things I do to my own body actually don't affect yours at all, because we have two different bodies. that one is yours, and you can do whatever you want with it. but this one is mine."
this is honestly something I think is really pervasive with parents, even outside of the context of being trans.
with my own mom, I know she deeply resented the patriarchal way she was raised. I know (because she's told me such) that part of the reason she wanted kids was to prove that she could raise a boy and a girl equitably. It was very important to her to "have one of each."
what she never said explicitly, but I've sort of come to realize must be the case, is that on some level her desire was to re-parent herself. she wanted the experience of getting to raise herself the way she wished her parents had raised her. she wanted to see what kind of life she would have had if she had gotten the same opportunities as her brothers.
on some level, this feels almost progressive. a laudable goal. but the thing is, it's an impossible desire. you can't raise yourself. you are always going to be raising an entirely separate person.
I am not my mom. her raising me was not her raising herself; it was her raising someone who had never existed before. every effort to preemptively treat me as she wished she was treated, to make predictions about my life based on her own, or to encourage her own interests far past when I communicated not liking them, was often a kind of a replacement for asking how I wanted to be treated, asking what I wanted from my life, or asking what I was interested in. Instead of learning about me, she wanted to shape me.
I think this is so common. This desire to give a child all the things that the parent wanted as a kid seems so generous and heartfelt from the point of view of the parent. But for the kid, it often ends up in continuous signals that everything they might want, enjoy, or become needs to be justified through the lens of fulfilling this parental fantasy.
there is a sense of duty to live the life the parent wants, because the parent couldn't. then this child doesn't get to live their life either, and might grow up and have their own child and parent with the same approach. sometimes there's generations upon generations of everyone living their parent's life instead of their own.
eventually I think parents all do need to take stock of what they really want out of being a parent.
as a parent, you cannot raise yourself. you can only raise a new person in the world. if you are grieving the lack of support you had to be yourself growing up, you are not going to successfully recreate yourself through forcing a child to pretend to be you. if you really wished you learned to play the clarinet as a kid, you need to stop displacing that wish onto your child and recenter it. this grief that drives the desire to create oneself through one's child relies on the belief in one's own life somehow already being over. it relies on a profound sense that it's "too late" (to ask to be treated differently, to pursue certain interests, or to become someone new). but unless you're dying, this belief is not accurate. there is still time. learn the clarinet now. you've got the chance now.
let your kid figure out what they want to do with their own free time and body. don't try to shape their life into the best version of what yours could have been. if you want to do right by your kid, then be a source of support so this entirely new human being gets the chance to live their own life.
In many ways, young people are uniquely vulnerable to exploitation.

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you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself
I keep thinking this! very frustrating
fuck!