shout out to me in 5 years…hope shes doing something cool i’m rooting for her
shout out to me in 5 years…hope shes doing something cool i’m rooting for her
im really stoned and sleep deprived and im thinking about some of the “about” pages ive seen from young tumblr users and im like. who tf is out here telling 14 year old kids that they gotta put shit like a detailed description of all of their potential social privileges next to a summary of their medical history on public display. Who told them to do that. i don’t wanna see these poor kids pinning detailed lists of their traumas next to words like “thin passing” to the top of their blogs so that every unknown passing stranger can immediately see it. kids whoever is telling u that is wrong ok. im in my mid 20s and I don’t even put my real name on most things online. ur allowed to just be on here and have fun. also don’t blindly trust strangers ok. pls be safe. go look at cat memes
im having a moment
Idk this shot of Nanami cracked me up so I decided to ruin it.
Also I don’t think we ever saw Nanami’s weapon in his hs years but it’s clearly longer, so I just imagined a long cleaver lmao.
I’ve been on my knees since I was 5.
In the chapel,
in a bedroom,
in an alley late at night.
Always facing an inflated
godlike
version of some guy.
But as a girl you do what you need to survive.
You open wider, take the body.
Thank your father, you’ve been naughty.
2 Hail Marys, 20 lashings.
“I’ve been sent to punish you for daring to exist.
You will never know a love as meaningful as this.”
I’ve memorized
the lines
since I was 10.
From the Bible,
from the playbook,
from the magazines for men.
If you should mess it up, you’ll start again.
But, still, they only want
the women
they condemn.
I think that I’d have too much fun in hell.
With the pagans
and the hedonists
and sapphics there as well.
Purgatory seems the better fit
I can’t stand waiting in the corner,
but I do love being hit.
There’s not a torture you can prescribe
that I wouldn’t find
a way to like.
Every single second I’m alive
I’m sharpening an axe I’d like to grind.
“I was sent to punish you
for the way I was designed.
You will never know a love
that you fear more than mine.”
- “God Fear a Woman” 2023
Your female ancestors that nearly died from famine or child birth that were financially shackled to men they hated and had to wash clothes in a river and milk cows while pregnant watching you listen to the red scare podcast and post pro ana shit and talk about giving up your rights so you can bake banana bread and wanting to have 12 babies and live on a farm and be an illiterate barefoot housewife living on a farm
morning hug 🧸
(In the throes of an art crisis I was throwing away every drawing I tried to make. This one is not perfect but it was saved bc it’s EXTREMELY CUTE UGHH).
‘I Need Autonomy’ inspired by Jenny Holzer
there’s just something inherently holy about a girl vibing alone in her room
via Vincent Giarrano on instagram
♡ prompt #5 “god, just shut up.” “make me.” w. nanami kento (e2l, angst to fluff, sugg. cw: swearing) wc: 3.7k
The air in the car is stiff, the tension palpable, and you wish to be anywhere but here.
And it seems Nanami shares your sentiments if the white knuckles gripping the steering wheels are anything to go by, his face stuck in a sneer.
For the nth time, all your requests to never be assigned on missions with him have been left unanswered by the higher-ups as, unfortunately, your cursed techniques are annoyingly compatible. And he is far above seeking help from the school to drive after said missions.
‘You know, frowning that hard only accentuates your wrinkles and fixes them permanently to your face,’ you cheerfully make conversation, trying avidly to irk him more. That was more fun than counting the streetlights from the passenger seat.
'It is no wonder you look older than Gojo, even though it’s quite the opp-'
mary jane’s husband and his boyfriend
anora mac tir / florence + the machine / rebecca ferguson / loghain mac tir / elizabeth i / florence + the machine / david gaider / r. h. sin / arcane / belovedbi / solasfenharel
musings on anora mac tir, as well as her relationship with her father
i hate you ai art i hate you “unalive” i hate you youtube premium i hate you twitter 8$ checkmark i hate you nfts i hate you therapy app advertisements i hate you non-chronological timelines i hate you instagram reels i hate you subtle tiktok filters that cant be turned off i hate you family bloggers i hate you ads on true crime episodes i hate you facebook i hate you vr glasses on chickens i hate you dystopian social media