When The Very Religious Conservative Hardcore Homophobic Girl Asks You How You Knew You Were Bi, And

how it feels to be online these days

I love you samosas. I love you empanadas. I love you pasties. I love you dumplings. I love you pirozhkis. I love you savory food in a convenient little carb purse.

Claudia Schiffer // Vogue Italia 1994

found this today

Please use these terms correctly. Not doing so will deeply harm the people who actually have experienced trauma, gaslighting, triggers, and people who have NPD.

Edit: okay holy hell this blew up overnight. To everyone who is mentioning the censoring - I did not make this graphic, nor did I censor it. I ABSOLUTELY AGREE and it actually kind of ties into my original point. That being said, PLEASE stop reblogging just to say that. I know. Everyone knows. It has been said enough.

i want people to ask me random things cause im bored and i would love it and itd make my day

Pre-menstrual depression is always depicted as like "He He! I had a box of icecream bars and cried while watching the Titanic!" But in reality, it's more like, "I'm standing the edge of an abyss. There is nothing good inside of me, I'm filled with rage and desperation."

It's crazy that being told how to deal with that is never a part of anyone's menstrual sex education.

☆ 14/06/24

i think ive found a new found interest in someone today,, i bought falafel with my friends it was super yummy~ the squirrel stopped and looked at me and then posed when i pulled out my phone lol

it's so strange how you can detest olives when you're eight years old and suddenly like them at 26. how you can fall in love with someone only for them to turn around one day and reveal themselves as someone completely unrecognisable. how you can want something for so long and finally get it, only for it to not turn out how you thought it would. how you can come to find beauty in your hometown after years resenting it and trying to find yourself in a different city. how you can grow apart from people and find yourself among them again years down the line.

time will change you and how you fit into the world – what you want and how you define yourself, or not. it is so open-ended, always evolving, and I wish I could alleviate the pressure my younger self felt to find herself in this big world with so many possibilities for who she could become. sometimes things just need to take their course. sometimes you just need to take a deep breath and trust that what will happen will happen and there's time to figure things out, because it is not possible to completely control the direction of your life, and nothing – not your state of mind, nor your stage of life – is final.