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salvador dali that wild son of a gun he loved Bendy clocks
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Ligeti lies
music
Currently Playing
David Popper Etudes 10, 16, 17 J. S. Bach: Prelude in C Major
Currently Reading
A Severed Wasp: T. A. Barron
Saw this on Facebook and honestly, yeah
I expected fully half of the notes to say “Political compass” and it’s only like a fifth you have all disappointed me.
as a music student, my phone is full of “Anna Saxophone” and “Jonathan Violin” and “Kenzie Horn”
Guy who likes music
Is he an alien
i get on tumblr for the first time in literal years and this is the first thing i see
i want a script that’ll calculate the percentage of my followers that are porn blogs that followed me while i was inactive for the last two years
i’m actually just here looking for sims 3 custom content but then i found out that my about page is terrible
My new meds make my skin throw a fit. It’s not terribly bad, just a few things here and there, but it’s bumming me out because I’ve never really had too many run-ins with acne.
My four-year-old sister, however, is under the impression that it’s just “3D freckles”, and that they look very, very pretty. She wants all of my freckles to “pop out”, especially the ones across my nose; they’re her favourite.
And it puts me in this weird position where I can’t say, “No, this is acne, and it’s bad,” because I don’t want to teach her that it’s a bad to have unclear skin, you know?
Because the more I think about interactions I have with children, the more I realise that children will consistently compliment “flaws” until they’ve been taught not to.
Like, a kid at the library, whose sister has vitiligo, saw my scars once and suggested that his sister and I should be cats for Halloween, since I have “tabby skin” and she has “calico skin”. “I can be a black cat,” he immediately added. “It’s not AS cool, but they’re the spookiest.”
When I started losing weight, my little brother immediately demanded that I gain it back, because I wasn’t as comfortable to cuddle with anymore.
And my other little sister always wants to wear her paint-stained clothes to school so that “everyone can tell [she’s] an artist”.
I don’t know. I guess talking to little kids just reminds me that all of this superficial shit we worry about really is 100% made up.
what others call a rebellious phase I call the sudden realization I don’t deserve to be treated like garabge
IT HAS BEEN SAID
- wakes up: tired
- mid day: tired
- afternoon: could literally sleep for 20 hours straight
- evening: normal
- middle of the goddamn night: its time to Go!!!!!!!!!
This right here is the realest shit I’ve ever read
Tbh
How fucking strong must those suits be for the guy to view crashing as a mild inconvenience
10/10 form
“Aw shucks”
night time would be so beautiful and fun if all men had a curfew
Oh my god my mind runs wild thinking of all the things I’d do in the dark if there were no men out after 9.
I would wear a pretty dress and walk
when i die just remember i don’t care
