Sandstorm by Darude at 8Kbps
This is giving me these weird auditory hallucinations where i’m hearing it coming from all around my head even though my speakers are in front of me
Today at 1 am I lost my dog.
She was a 14 years old french poodle named Lupy.
She was my everything and one of my reasons to be happy in this world.
Now that I lost her I’m really lost and everything hurts.
I’m in despair.
Sorry if I’m not active around here anymore.
being a cishet looks boring why do people do that
Idk maybe bc sexuality/gender isnt based on how cool or interesting an individual wants to look
yeah but why be boring when u can be awesome and not cishet
yeah but why treat lgbt+ identities like some trendy fashion accessory that ppl can just slap on to look cool when u could not act like a complete idiot
This halloween please say no to these costumes please just say no they are fucking insulting and Dia de los Muertos is NOT HALLOWEEN I REPEAT NOT HALLOWEEN THIS IS NOT A COSTUME PLEASE STOP TREATING IT LIKE ONE
TO ALL THE PEOPLE GETTING FUCKED OFF AT MY POST. THIS IS EXACTLY WHY I MADE IT. FOR YOUR PINCHE GUERO PENDEJX ASSES. “WE DO IT OUT OF RESPECT,” MY ASS.
this is capitalism ripping through my memories i hold so sacred. Memories of walking through the streets of Chapala after school with my grandmother, and the smell of plants for the preparation of the big event. Memories of memories of memories
This is capitalism and white supremacy destroying, erasing and making new… something that has connected me with my elderes and ancestors,
This is whiteness telling me my body, our gente is unwanted, dehumanized and conditioned to death but at the same time extracting a part of my identity and wearing it as a mask.
This is a mask made of our dead and torn bodies… this is literally a mask made out of ripped bloody flesh. The flesh of migrants who die every year trying to cross.. the flesh of people who become criminalized and confined behind bars. The bloody flesh of torn bodies from years of exploitation in sweat shops, fruit and vegetable fields, dish washers.. domestic workers…
this is our flesh ripped out cleaned, pampered and styled to fit a white face.
Oops, forgot about this. It’s oldish and I should’ve used a larger resolution, but I still kind of like it.
I dunno, just decided to redraw the thing c:
I USUALLY DON’T REBLOG HOMESTUCK ON HERE BUT DAMN THIS IS SO COOL
I’m so sorry but its just that time of year
so totally not soorrryyyy YHEAAAA!!!!!!!!!
Day 6: Your favorite song
My favorite songs represented in this are
At The Price of Oblivion
Black Rose / Green Sun
Chorale for Jaspers
updating this many many months later because i found it again and the colors before were murdering my eyes but i still like the lines