Belted Kingfisher I Know You Don’t Care But You Mean Everything To Me Girl

it’s always when you open tumblr in public when an 1866 painting of a vagina shows up on your dash

listening to a song with lyrics that roughly translate to "dark clouds rained away" and it starts thundering outside. crazy bgm to my fgm.

this is exactly what i was saying in the tags. but this person nailed it.

my mom is knee deep into bjp and sanghi propaganda. she's watching videos with titles such as - what's inside a muslim's head? she's trying so hard to rationalize this shit. lmao. i can't, just send help.

she's telling me "so many people have come forward with experiences (with muslims). they are so aggressive." so what do we do after a terror attack? recollect and bond over the few times muslims were rude towards you and forget everything else. every other experience laced with harmony and commonality goes out the window, the experiences which by far outnumber the bad ones. great.

my body clock fucked. appetite fucked. spinal cord also fucked. enthusiasm and will to live dwindling with each day. and it's not even summer yet.

does anyone want their pussy ate. does anyone want me to make them cum this summer. does anyone want me.

Tattooed Woman in the early 1900s

just relapsed on seeking human connection

Peter Turnley, Paris.