I was reminded, once again, that our grief decides when it is done with us.
Hanif Abdurraqib, A Little Devil in America: Notes in Praise of Black Performance
“I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.”— Françoise Sagan
Jungle girl Stefania
Details from Tityus after Jusepe de Ribera
17th century
oil on canvas
Museo del Prado
nothing is as tender as annotating your favourite books. it’s like leaving a piece of your heart on the pages for somebody else to find.
by ___siir
black ‘god’s favorite’ bag // brown beast shoulder bag
may your next ibuprofen take effect swiftly and noticeably
Wills constant state of suffering amuses me to no end
this is how tumblr girlies hold and look at their insane fictional men
“content” “platform” “creators” “monetization” “revenue” “microinfluencers” “algorithm” “trends” “lifestyle” “authenticity” “parasocial”
— BEHOLDER 2 | 2??
The desire to be beautiful is giving me brain damage




























