Laura | she/her | 21

dewielas:

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oh lawd he comin’

thunderpibb:

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aaaaagh

sounddesignerjeans:

sleepy-crows:

sounddesignerjeans:

I’m handwash only do NOT put me in that fucking mashine

*reads the advice after I already put you in the machine* Oops

i. am so small.

desinteresse:

Plastic surgeons hate her! Woman thinks her face looks fine like it is and appreciates her natural features and the balance and character they bring to her face

heart-so-savage:

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Easy by Joanna Newsom from the album Have One On Me.

obsob:

something something i am made up of multitudes

seriemorder:

not enough long-haired men fix that shit

boycomics:
“the boys are back in town!!
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boycomics:

the boys are back in town!!

0uu0:
“i will plant digital flowers in the muddy space where your house used to be
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0uu0:

i will plant digital flowers in the muddy space where your house used to be

yvesdot:

skeleton-monarch:

actually i’m tired of reading good social comics and then the bad guys of the comic (police, nazis, misogynists, politicians) are all fat, with double chins or neckbeards or bald spots or stretch marks or they’re hairy or they have acne etc. and usually they’re the only ones with those features. like??? can we stop equating beauty with morality holy shit?

Because of my eating disorder, my hair is falling out. I think about the horror of going bald—a permanent loss of vitality. I think about how it would destroy the feeble androgyny that is my only comfort in this body. I think about my grandmother, bald from cancer, and what that did to her. And I hear my proudly misandrist-identifying cisfemale friends making fun of bald men as if it were a shortcoming or decision of the men themselves. Bald men make them think of television pedophiles. Bald men remind them of self-indulgent authors and desperate improvisers. I see men on the train losing their hair, their youth, their options, and I feel for them. It’s not funny. It’s a dysmorphic nightmare for anyone. I don’t bother mentioning that I find the jokes unnecessary and insensitive. I know what the girls will say.

- Jennifer Coates, I Am A Transwoman. I Am In The Closet. I Am Not Coming Out.

30redhouses:

t shirt that says I PUT A NORMAL AMOUNT OF THOUGHT INTO STUFF

juliannegriepp:

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“‘Laurel Hell’ is a term from the Southern Appalachians in the U.S., where laurel bushes basically grow in these dense thickets, and they grow really wide,” Mitski also explained in an interview with Zane Lowe on Apple Music 1. “And, I mean, I’ve never experienced it myself, but when you get stuck in these thickets, you can’t get out. Or so the story goes. And so there are a lot of Laurel Hells in America, in the South, where they’re named after the people who died within them because they were stuck. And, so the thing is, laurel flowers are so pretty. They just burst into these explosions of just beauty. And, I just, I liked the notion of being stuck inside this explosion of flowers and perhaps even dying within one of them.” (x)

godstiel:

in many ways being alive is about getting to have a little coffee every morning

dumbassaceattorney:

Every character needs to be at least a little pathetic and a little weird. And if they’re not pathetic at all then they need to be super weird