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#please watxh this

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this is so sad. in the united states of america teenagers dont even have enough money for drugs. one like one prayer.

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A collection

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i can't do this shit bro im supposed to be a dog

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i love pictures of the international space station which are just completely overexposed because that is just.. unequivocally an angel.

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I got too excited while playing chess and told my opponent that I was going to slit his throat and slaughter him like a hog. something to work on for next time

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typing up angry posts only to draft/delete them is more emotionally fulfilling than chain-smoking for me

#im mad about the responses i saw to a comic yesterday about a transmasc lesbian talking about his identity for lesbian week #and a lot of the replies were just plain fucking lesbophobic or transphobic. like most of the top replies were. #i can not believe the amount of queer people who are literally just t3rfs.

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The 7 Deadly Sins

bonus art: i felt like the gay wrath drawing looked a bit like an old gay liberation poster :)

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We Are The Ocean

Ursala Hudson (Tlingit/Filipino/German)

collar: merino wool, silk, steel cones, leather. ravenstail patterns, crochet, basketry twining technique. Woman as a Wave shawl: merino wool, silk, cedar bark. chilkat and ravenstail patterns, crochet, basketry twining technique. Tidal apron: merino wool, silk, leather, steel cones. chilkat and ravenstail patterns.

“We Are the Ocean is an ensemble comprised of a collar, apron (entitled Tidal), and shawl (entitled Woman as a Wave). The collar and bottom edge of the shawl are twined using a basketry technique to bring delicacy to the regalia, made specifically to emphasize the wearer’s feminine essence. In place of the sea otter fur that traditionally lines the top of Chilkat and Ravenstail weavings, the merino weft yarns were used to crochet the collar and shawl’s neck lines, bringing forward and incorporating a European craft practiced by both my maternal (Tlingit/Filipino) and paternal (German) grandmothers. The high neck of the collar gives tribute to the Western aesthetics that have forever influenced the Indigenous cultures of our lands; with grace, we embrace that which cannot be undone, and use our new form to be better. The apron’s pattern was studied and graphed from an old Tlingit cedar bark basket, and represents the tides of our lives, as our lessons continue to arise in a revolving cycle, yet made of new debris. The repetitive pattern of the shawl represents the infinite connectedness of our sisters, mothers, aunties, and daughters. Blue lines break up inverted rows, representing the “past,” “present,” and “future,” acknowledging these concepts as irrelevant constructs that fall away when we commune with the Divine. The entire ensemble is worn to evoke the innate spirit of the Woman as an ethereal deity, that resides within us all.”

#wow fucking beautiful

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Dark souls themed blow job followed by bloodborne sex

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Hear my voice, dearly departed

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Homeless disabled trans girl Making another post because I'm fucking scared my ex bf just attacked me while I was fleeing his house I'm alone and forced to sleep in my car please literally anything helps

Venmo@Leah-Esther-Rose

PayPal.me/androgynophore

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morrowind is great. words to live by.

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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.