Marsha Hunt singing at The Isle of Wight Music Festival on Saturday 30th August 1969
Mists gather here, and sea fog and eerie stories. That's not because there are more ghosts here than in other places, mind you. It's just that people who live hereabouts are strangely aware of them. You see, day and night, year in, year out, they listen to the pound and stir of the waves. There's life and death in that restless sound... and eternity too.
THE UNINVITED 1944, dir. Lewis Allen
hey man. nice regional dialect. mind if i apply some baseless assumptions about your personhood to it? i was also gonna prescribe morality to it as well. if that’s cool with you
This disney princess and her Pixar baby are UGLY AND STINKY. you HAVE to give her a MAKEOVER or she'll DIE without a MAN. WOOPIES I clicked the POOP SMEARER instead of the SHOWER and now she's UGLIER. Now they're in a FREEZING BARN you must SAVE them. OOPIES I clicked the WATERING CAN instead of the FIREPLACE and now they're ENCASED IN ICE. I'm sure glad that they're in there and we're out here and they're in there and he's the sheriff and we're in there and shes out here and we're out there and they're in there. CAN YOU DO BETTER. PLAY GARDENING KING IMMEDIATELY!!
ROBERT MITCHUM as MAX CADY in Cape Fear (1962), dir. J. Lee Thompson
“Fuck your gender”
New York City Dyke March, June, 1995, via lesbianherstoryarchives /ig