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Jackie Sabbagh, “Having a Great Time Being Transgender in America Lately”
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Im so obsessed w her I’m ill
Jennifer Jareau the woman you are
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Thx @garciailoveyou for the tag!!! My music is a little all over the place.
B: Bonfire by Childish Gabino
O: Ooh La La by Faced
X: X by J Balvin
O: One of Your Girls by Troye Sivan
F: Femininomenon by Chappel Roan
L: Lillies by Ethel Cain
I: I Wish my Baby was Born by The Be Good Tanyas
V: Vroom Vroom by Charli xcx
E: Everywhere Everything by Noah Kahan
S: Sun Bleached Flies by Ethel Cain
@firenati0n @autumnentirely @kimstills
Write out your URL with songs
Tagged by: @cozy-writer (thank u 🫶🏼 I love doing this shit)
SKIN OF MY TEETH - Demi Lovato
Cut - Tori Kelly
All Too Well (10 minute version) - Taylor Swift
Right where you left me - Taylor Swift
LUNCH - Billie Eilish
Espresso - Sabrina Carpenter
Thing u do - Tori Kelly
The Only Exception - Paramore
JOLENE - Beyoncé
EAT ME - Demi Lovato (ft Royal & the Serpent)
Misery Business - Paramore
I Hate It Here - Taylor Swift
L-O-V-E - Nat King Cole
You’re On Your Own, Kid - Taylor Swift
No pressure tags: @unsuub @jareauism @tenaciousarcadeexpert @devrxes @spicybleach @theunholyvirginemilyprentiss
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They are definitely my holy trinity.
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Journal Page #3
My dream life
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Journal Page #2
Joan of Arc rant
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Scraps from today
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i sit. i listen to my number one song from spotify wrapped 2023 concorde by black country new road. i think about dead poets society. NO YOU DON’T GET IT BECAUSE YOU LIKE CONCORDE I CAME A GENTLE HILL RACER I WAS BREATHLESS UPON EVERY MOUNTAIN JUST TO LOOK FOR YOUR LIGHT??? BUT FOR LESS THAN A MOMENT WE’D SHARE THE SAME SKY??? AND I’LL COME TO LIKE A CHILD BTW.
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“stop traumadumping to your friends tell this to your therapist” my god they paywalled human connection
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Art is not my friend right now
I am filled with so much jealousy for other’s art, I am unable to enjoy my own.
Art is not my friend right now.
I can’t come up with anything new. I miss the days where this wasn’t a chore. We aren’t friends right now because I want my art to be something it is not.
Art is not my friend right now. I can’t make my hands create what is in my head.
Art is not my friend right now.
But all I want is for our friendship to return. It may be selfish, I want her to bring me joy. She might be the only one that can. I want to bring her to life, so we can walk hand in hand amongst creation.
Art will be my friend again soon.
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Anastasia Trusova, “And the sunset came” Acrylic on canvas / 60 x 80 cm / 2022
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she has little moon earrings- i have star clips in my hair. she goes to the local community college and plans on transferring to the major university- im in a sorority and my life is intertwined in the large school's greek life. she's a local- im seven hours away. she grew up on vast expanses of land, caring for life and surrounded by her family's love- i grew up in a cluttered house that sucked the soul out of anyone who dares to enter and every time I go home i lose a little part of myself. she listens- i talk. she calls be pretty and for once, i believe it. she smiles and i laugh in her tiny car and we stare at each other in the lamp light of a small parking lot after missing our desert reservations. she walks me to my car and we both ask if we could kiss each other, our laughter ringing in the air next to the papa john's we had to bathroom break in because we asked at the same time. she hesitates so i pull her in and it isn't rushed or desperate, it's just gentle and full of potential for something beautiful and she cradles my face and my hands are on her hips and we're next to my beat up car. she tastes like the chocolate milkshake from earlier that night and i can only assume i taste of the cigarette i smoked earlier on that she called "hot". she is a middle child and im the eldest and we still talk and she didn't ghost me and oh, I think something beautiful can come out of this.
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