When two souls are meant to connect - location, timing and circumstances are all irrelevant.

Let me photograph you in this light in case it is the last time.

It is madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn.

RFK jr. Loves This Vaccine (He Doesn’t Understand it At All) YouTube video by Hank Green

Great video from @hankgreen.bsky.social about RFK Jr's bizarre "universal vaccine" comments youtu.be/QTXFcrmwSDs?...

Conservatives want to ban abortion because they want more kids to touch and beat. Their rhetoric kinda proves that, just saying.

Presidents just don’t drive around in convertibles like they used to 😭

What gets you like this? For me, women taller than me.

Sometimes memories are best left memories so we do not further ruin what light they have left.

Ifykyk.

I’m the same way rn he takes up all my thoughts :3

Roses are red, clovers bring luck, I don’t give a damn and I never gave a fuck.

I honestly spent such ample time feeling down recently. Between some RL happenings that left me a bit shook up, it feels nice to find a rhythm again. Been taking care of myself, met some lovely people, and honestly feel like my life is better for it. Surrounded with love and care and I’m so happy 💕

Imma just come out and say this, fuck you Uber Eats. Forcing me to tip dashers prematurely before they even bring me my food is fucking abysmal. Why am I tipping someone BEFORE they completed said service??? TF????

No one can be the love of your life if you don't even love yourself.

Sometimes you lose the thread that made you unravel in the first place.

Being free is more than just keeping your circles small and your problems smaller. It's who you bring with you, who you are as a person through these struggles.

To the dasher who stole my food today, I hope you get a nail in your tire on the way home you selfish bastard.

Media purges have begun — you read that Reich

Holy hell

He's not blaming DEI, he's blaming women and non white people.

Me taking care of my mentally ill friends while also mid break down:

I lit myself on fire to keep you warm, never asking you if it was a match you wanted struck.

Galaxies do not bother themselves with the thoughts of what astronauts think of them.

It’s an elegant idea, one of the cornerstones of the modern era. In short, it holds that durable, lasting peace is possible when the major powers are capable of inflicting unacceptable and irreversible destruction upon one another.

We keep it buried like a horrible secret. We feed it through the cracks in the floorboards out of a sickening sense of nostalgia. Just enough to keep it alive. And yet it still comes to us in moments of weakness, unbidden, a source of shame and panic.

Behold my brain the golden throne of my consciousness. In here I am seated. Shackled. From here I police the land.