“But Even When I Am Afraid, I Keep On Trusting You.”

clippings from “women seeking women” personal ads in the baltimore sun, 1995

some of my favorite tiny love stories

belos gets his ass handed to him.png ft dramatic ass lighting

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Vladimir Mayakovsky, Volodya: Selected Works; from ‘I love’, tr. George Reavey

The year I went to the movies

“I’ll have it. You have to give it to me. It’s gotta go somewhere.”

Fleabag | 2.04

i love tumblr because sometimes i get an urge to rb posts about something nobody likes and everyone just politely ignores me. everyone's like oh he's fallen into madness again, he'll be fine later i guess

she's my girlfriend, she's my nemesis, i want to make out with her, i have to fight her, i must make art nouveau fanart of her

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digital illustration of siobhan from sucession. she's a white woman with a short stylized orange bob, minimal makeup and a bemused expression. she is turned 3/4 to the right, her face fully in profile, wearing a navy turtleneck with an open back and holding a glass with a gold liquid splashing inside. the background is a gold with graphic shapes in a dusty turquoise and dark grey, with leaf designs around her head. her face, back and hands are way more rendered in a painterly style then the dress, hair and background, which are less textured solid colors.

tumblr is best app u just talk to urself and ppl go yep so true bestie

November mood