does ur thumb hurt. from all that scrolling./silly
THANK YOU KYOUUOUIU… BTWWW KSKFGJGJGKGKGMTYBMITGGMITR
? i don't doomscroll 18 hours a day for nothing (in pursuit of ace attorney yaoi and beyond) YAY YIPPE YAYAY!! wawa
lane sittingn...on the porch 🥺 admiring her beautiful wife... 🥺🥺 tilling the soil...as their dog runs circles around her 🥹
Post canon!Cali and Lane living on a tiny farm in the countryside or a cabin in the mountains and finally healing from their trauma and they have a three legged rescue dog who’s missing the same arm Lane is…..
ARUGGH THEM <3
i can't get a grip, but i can't let go
i was feeling bad earlier and couldnt art so i sketched and yapped and i thought it would fix me but it didn't so i tortured her instead 🫡
plump is!! i am listening to the other one, unfortunately i can't relate 💔
WHO WANT ME?? (my essays)
What's your fav Hole song? :3
teenage wh0re and plump
tell me ANYTHING
i can take it i hope 😭
I LOVE ITTTTTT 🥺🥺🥺
SHE'S ALSO A BIT OF A CUTIE PATOOTIE,,,
THIS IS SO PERFECT AHA HAAAAAA I WILL CRASH OUT 🥺
please give me your ocs to draw,,,
i think it's very cool that we just have little guys we spin in our brain and torture sometimes 💙
tumblr keeps on showing me transfems and 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂 sapphic ramblings...help me transbian rainn 😭🙏 i can't handle this 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴-uenc-𝔂
my fyp is crowded with lesbians.
hello lesbians :3
trying to be responsible in the silliest way i can think of so i can ignore that i've been losing my mind for a really long time 😊
a beautiful country now just beautiful people.
i love this line because it's actually really important!! i see americans (rightfully) upset about things looking like they're crumbling - and yeah! it will be hard! and i wish people could just set aside their difference so it wouldn't be!
but even if not united, a country is filled with people. and there are people who, even if fighting against big things, will be brave, kind, and hopeful - and that's beautiful :]
really fucking pissed about police brutality in my community against a student driven palestine protest, so here's a poem to show for that
Tear gas strewn across faces
A flag flying despite it all
Wickedness at the head of an establishment
About to fall.
These people starve, they fight and wail, we hear and we listen,
All of us listen, except those who truly matter.
How much more blood. must be shed, before you finally quit your palaces of gold
And stand before the pile of corpses building outside your squeaky clean window?
How many more kids must be rendered hopeless and afraid
Of a future you are, again and again, willing to steal?
Hauling your oil around, until the ashes of this earth finally reach your shined shoes.
How many more voices must be silenced, and awoken yet again
How. Many. More. Cycles must we traverse?
How many more dictators, and revolutions,
How many more years, until our own burning earth, will finally eat up your hate,
And our hope?
When you stand, finally, watching your mansions of ignorance burn to the ground
Will you think of those kids?
Will you think of a teen flattened to the ground,
For daring to hope?
Will you think of the sight of a dying sunset, off the shores of a decimated nation,
Awaiting the promise of night, now non differentiable from the promise of flames,
And bodies under rubble,
Homes rendered to dust
A beautiful country now just beautiful people.
Will your tears run red, as you mourn the loss of your home, and will you understand, how hunger feels,
When we haul you back to prison
Where you’ll rot,
With no cash in your hands.
Will you understand then?
Or will you understand now.
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