High School Fashion, 1969
What a trip.
Wow these photos are stunning
Some of these outfits are the raddest things I’ve ever seen.
Can we talk about the tights.
The existence of photos like these (and similar photos from the 70s and 80s and so on) makes me wonder yet again why current-day movies set in this time never seem to be able to get the hair and clothing right.
HELLO MY FRIEND IM DRESSED JUST LIKE YOU
i’m a simple man
i see my dog
1 reblog = 1 kiss for 1 good boy
Mom’s potato staring at me across the room
this dog looks exactly like what renaissance era painters thought dogs looked like
Can we talk about this?!
HEY remember in WWII when Jewish people were fleeing Germany and the USA put a quota on how many Jewish immigrants they would accept because they were worried there were too many Jewish people coming over to the USA???
Reminder that the USA has always been fucking garbage to immigrants and basic humanity
Here’s how you can help:
- Sign this petition calling for the investigation of the mass murder and torture of LGBT people in Chechnya
- Support the Rainbow Railroad, actively involved in rescuing LGBTQ+ facing violence in their home countries
- Read this article by out.com for more ways you can help stop Chechnya’s concentration camps
Please reblog this. There’s a lot of arguing in the reblogs/replies, but no links to actual concrete ways to become of help to these people.
Chomp
Him beginning a scream at the last second 👌
My therapist told me something meaningful yesterday, she said “It’s important to remember that when you’re depressed you have to nurse yourself and be extra gentile towards yourself. Just like an athlete wouldn’t break an ankle then force themselves to run that ankle. They rest as it heals and do not think “I am a failed athelete” they think, “right now something isn’t working so i’ll take care of myself until it does.“
Just like a broken bone, depression can change the way your daily life plays out, and pushing yourself too hard and getting frustrated when you don’t feel better is just like trying to run on that broken ankle and getting frustrated when it doesn’t heal.
Read this. Then read it again. And then save it and read it over and over when you are depressed.
a timeless classic.
I can’t with this. This fucks me up every time.
rip to all the kids who used to reads books cover to cover in one sitting and now can’t find the energy to read for fun





