Let Me Kiss Your Scars.

this website’s easy watch. *dangles a bunch of greek gods like keys*

is it me or like, have movies been getting worse?????

i've seen enough horror movies starring upper-middle-income white families stuck in spacious haunted mansions. gimme stories about millennials stuck in haunted studio apartments. consider the realism:

why is this protagonist staying in an obviously haunted building despite the glaring warning signs? because a week at a motel would send them spiraling into credit card debt, they'll take their chances with the vengeful spirits. why did they chose this apartment complex to begin with, despite the many many unexplained mysterious deaths that show up on the first page of a google search? hon some of us don't have the credit score to move away from high (paranormal) crime areas. how could i be so careless as to sign a soul-binding contract with a demonic entity? bitch they're called LANDLORDS

wind turbines are so beautiful, so tall so elegant, renewable energy u r so sexy

speechless. the pose. the expression. this should be a painting.

THIS

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I must not mock Gen Alpha. Mocking Gen Alpha is the mind killer. Mocking Gen Alpha is the little-death that brings total generational solidarity obliteration. I will engage with Gen Alpha lovingly. I will permit them to be cringe. And when they grow up I will turn my eye to their accomplishments. Where mocking has gone there will be nothing. Only generational solidarity remains

I would love to see a fantasy novel where the lore that the reader / protagonist learns at first is not true

“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”

Yet another great result of homosexuality being mostly destigmatized is that anyone of any gender can threaten to have sex with your mother

Gonna sound insane but I actually rlly don’t understand the rampant obsession with becoming famous/ going viral that’s rampant in so many ppl today regardless of age. As I get older, everyday I wish to share less of myself and less of my work. I want to be alone with the people I love and surrounded by safe and loving connection. I want a life where I’ve released my burdens and my heart is full with love. I just want to come home to the man I feel at home with and make dinner before we both fall asleep on the couch. I don’t want to be known beyond that, not even on a local level.