Dream of a Cat - Norbertine Bresslern-Roth,1977.
Oil on burlap. 37 x 43 cm. 14.6 x 16.9 in.
“I want [female characters] to be allowed to be weak and strong and happy and sad – human, basically. The fallacy in Hollywood is that if you’re making a ‘feminist’ story, the woman kicks ass and wins. That’s not feminist, that’s macho. A movie about a weak, vulnerable woman can be feminist if it shows a real person that we can empathize with.”
“Some days I think this one place isn’t enough. That’s when nothing is enough, when I want to live multiple lives and be allowed to love without limits. Those days, like today, I walk with a purpose but no destinations. Only then do I see, at least momentarily, that everything is here.”
— Gretel Ehrlich, from Islands, the Universe, Home (Penguin, 1992)
“It is the music we listen to, the films we see, the buildings we inhabit and the paintings, sculptures and photographs that hang on our walls that function as our subtle educators.”
— Alain de Botton and John Armstrong, Art as Therapy
snsnsj I’m sorry but if u really think Spotify is only using your data for the wrapped thing I don’t know what to tell you
On some real shit, I do not fuck with people who ride those boat things at the carnival. People who get on those do not give a fuck about life, they don’t care about you, ya mama or your kids. They literally have nothing to lose. You don’t care about life so there’s no need for me to fight you because you’re not going to give a damn about my face.
BITCHHHHHHH. I got on this shit when I was 12. Wasn’t no bar, no protection, nothing in that shit. I didn’t realize until it was too late. You couldn’t pay me to ever get on this shit ever again in my life. We were in Landover, this shit almost smooth flipped my ass to Baltimore. No. Never again.
12? I got on this bitch when I was 21 and had my head in my ex’s shoulder the ENTIRE time. Screaming like a bih too. Nope. Never again. I was praying to the gravity gods the entire time.
?????? All it does is swing back and forth???? I don’t understand the concern??????
centrifugal force keeps you in your seat.
Centrifugal force isn’t keeping me from crying tho
why is this so funny
Having friends on tumblr is really great. I often refer to you guys in real life as “my friend from england/australia/california/new york” and it makes people think I’m very well traveled when really I’ve just spent a lot of time on the Internet.
Instagram ads are like here is a sexy feminist razor and a sexy feminist push up bra and sexy feminist leggings to enhance your sexy feminist ass 🙌🏽 if you support women please remove your body hair and get your tits out immediately!
I feel like all the pop icons/emotional support musicians that we mostly projected onto who made the soundtrack to our whole adolescence have all become 30-somethings who have moved on and settled down in life but we just feel like the kid whose parents forgot to pick them up from school so you're the only one left on the empty playground. Or something you know...
that’s such a good analogy ! tbh I don’t really feel this bc I didn’t grew up with any popstar in particular so I don’t really have many memories connected to someone in specific but I do remember that genre of pop music that was popular when we were younger and whenever I hear certain songs I’m like 🥲🥲🥲 but yeah we’ve all grown up and we’re all desperately trying to hold on on the last few threads connecting us to those times :/ I think thats a universal experience tbh 😔
just spent an afternoon shopping (I was just there for support) with a friend who’s rich and now I’m like wow there’s people who really live like this….
Some men never think of it.
You did. You’d come along
And say you’d nearly brought me flowers
But something had gone wrong.
The shop was closed. Or you had doubts —
The sort that minds like ours
Dream up incessantly. You thought
I might not want your flowers.
It made me smile and hug you then.
Now I can only smile.
But, look, the flowers you nearly brought me
Have lasted all this while.
— Wendy Cope, “Flowers,” in Serious Concerns
if I’d like to tell you how I walked last night, glad, truly glad, for the first time
in a year, to be breathing, in the cold dark, to see them. The stars, I mean. Oh hell, before
something stops me—I nearly wept on the sidewalk at the sight of them all.
— Leila Chatti, from “The Rules,” published in Poem-a-Day
Urgent Help Request 28/11
I’m really upset to be doing this again but I think the other post I made was shadowbanned. I’m a non binary 19 yr old poc college student and I’m in need of help. I have terrible period cramps and I went to the doctor last Thursday which has cost me 100€, she suspects I might have a condition so I need to get an abdominal screening which will cost me 78€. All of this plus rent is due soon so I’ll have around 100€ to survive for the rest of the month because my parents just refuse to help and are totally in denial that I have a problem. Here is my p*ypal for anyone who wants to help!
Please avoid tagging this post with d*nations or anything like that because tumblr will stop people from seeing it. Thank you🤍🤍🤍
Hello! Please keep reblogging so I can get to do my abdominal screening ! I barely received any help since making this post. Thank you 🤍🤍🤍