ID in alt
Window appreciation post
whenever i’m not in school i romanticize it so much i’m always like “man i can’t wait to write essays again” no you don’t are you insane
anyone of any gender or identity can use whatever pronouns they want. trans men can use she/her, trans women can use he/him, nonbinary people don’t have to use they/them or neopronouns, genderfluid people don’t have to alternate pronouns, anyone can use they/them, it/its, ze/hir, xe/xem or neopronouns, cishet people can use whatever pronouns they want. anyone can use whatever pronouns they want
pronouns are not locked or tied to genders. destroy the binary in your mind that dictates that pronouns have an assigned gender, presentation, or identity. they don’t. the only thing a pronoun set means about you is that you like to use those pronouns. have fun, be yourself
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My father’s last words were You don’t deserve to outlive me. He said them to my brother, who told me he was referring to both of us. I don’t know. I wasn’t there at the end.
wake up new siken just dropped
Franz Kafka, the metamorphosis / Jane Austen
“why are people allowed to just change genders nowadays when IIII was never allowed to do that??” babes you can <3 i have testosterone if you wanna try it <3
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‘From 1348 to 1350 the Black Death killed roughly a third of England’s population, and chronicles recorded that, after months of heavy rain, the fields of rotting crops were taken over by enormous, vivid fungi in red, purple and black. What a sight that must have been at a terrifying time.’
From 'The Secret Life of Fungi’ by Aliya Whiteley
Les rives du fleuve (Eric Pauwels, 1991)
musings on grief
Evan Knoll, Grave of the Fireflies, Stephen Dobyns, Pablo Neruda, Donte Collins, Vincent Van Gogh, Natalie Diaz, Hannah Lock, @metamorphesque , Anna Akhmatova, Ocean Vuong
































