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“Your ancestors are amazed at all your spices!”
“Your ancestors are impressed that you are an educated woman!”
“Your ancestors are proud that you are thriving in spite of what society did to them and you”
It’s all very sweet! But! Necromancy! Is! Still! Illegal! Your ancestors are going back in the ground!
Stop resurrecting them to show off!
Savage farmer
Get they ass
Incomprehensibly based
“You love him, you do, and here’s the miracle: he loves you too. You are allowed to lick off the colour from his lips to listen to the hymns in his pulse to bask in the sunlight of his voice You are allowed to have him. You love each other, you do, and here’s the tragedy: it’s not enough. You are allowed to watch the sun swallow him whole and burn him up to stain your fingers to the bone holding him together to count the constellations in his eyes as they blink out You are not allowed to save him.”
— you can love him, but you can’t keep him ( j.p. )
"babe!" you hear her call to you from across the garden, and when you look up to see her, at that very moment, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds to witness her beauty too...
golden rays dance over her luscious, ethereal deep brown skin as delicately as silk, the sun's light brightened as it meets her bright wide smile, and the air shimmers as she giggles at your blush, as if trembling in awe of all that she is...
and you feel yourself fall in love with her for the 700th time that day...
I CAN’T LOVE YOU HOW YOU WANT ME TO.
richard siken // boygenius // tumblruser cruellesummer // boygenius // mitski // noah kahan // richard siken
[image description: seven images that read and appear as follows.
1. “If you love me, Henry, you don’t love me in a way I understand.”
2. “I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to. I can’t love you how you want me to.”
3. an image of the salon d’hercule with torn edges, underneath it, text on lightly yellowed paper can be seen. on top of the image, there are separate words in capital letters with torn edges that read “always an angel, never a god”. the entire image is covered in small, yellow, reflective stars. in the corner, there is a label that reads “designed by @/cruellesummer”.
4. “I don’t know why I am the way I am, not strong enough to be your man, I tried, I can’t.”
5. “If you get to close and I’m not how you hoped, forgive my northern attitude. Oh, I was raised out in the cold.”
6. “Sorry, I don’t want your touch, it’s not that I don’t want you. Sorry, I can’t take your touch.”
7. “And no one can ever figure out what you want, and you won’t tell them, and you realize the one person in the world who loves you isn’t the one you thought it would be, and you don’t trust him to love you in a way you would enjoy.”
end ID.]
𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦
not everything has to be productive. you are allowed to be a little silly and goofy. you are allowed to rest. take some time for yourself today. there is so much more to life than work, and you deserve to experience it. feel the sun on your face, stretch your body, call a friend, have a little fun. your work will not suffer for it & will be there when you’ve had some time.
“We made her dress out of silver lamé and iridescent rainbow paper, overlaid with lace and jewels on the bodice,” recalls Ellis Flyte. “We had costume breakdowns and a color chart on every character, and in this scene, her silver and mint color pallet set her apart from the others in the ballroom. Lovely young Jennifer suddenly was a beautiful princess. Her hair was dressed with jeweled glue particles. It all took a great deal of work, but she did look otherworldly!”
“Oh, that enormous hair!” Connelly gasps today. “Who can forget that?” The hairdressers opted not to give her an elegant updo; instead they wove delicate tendrils of silver through her dark hair, like enchanted spiderwebs. She looked older and more mature that a fourteen-year-old–yet younger and far more innocent that the other guests at the ball. “It was such a nice change from the blue jeans that I wore in almost every other scene,” she says. “It was really fun at the time. I’d never had an experience like that before, where I’d been dressed like that. It was kind of magical.”
- Labyrinth: The Ultimate Visual History (2016)
there's a tortoise at work and he's 30 years old and I love that he's 30 years old because I can look at this animal that is 3 years older than me and go "does the man want his appy slices??" and he hustles over cause the man do want his appy slices
I will not overcomplicate my plot
I will not overcomplicate my plot
I will not overcomplicate my plot
Due to unforeseeable events….
The plot is now overcomplicated.
I have lost control of the plot
The plot
He destroyed his outline
Yes
YES
The plot is out
