Oh, To Be The Owner Of A Small Bookshop On A Cobblestone Street With Roses Climbing The Front Of The

“We are to be lighthouses to each other…”

A crochet blanket pattern based on the lighthouse painting from Our Flag Means Death.

what is it about female villains that make sapphics go buck wild... bitches read macbeth once and dedicate themselves to their new queen, lady macbeth.

its me, i'm bitches.

vibes of that experimental time in animated kids movies: alt indie, gay, STRONG aesthetic, weirdly dark, epic world-building, gay again, found family as fuck, demon ladies, cat ladies, father issues, SHIPS AND STUFF

idk what was UP with this time period, but I want to embody whatever these vibes were into my very soul

the sea is calling

antoni is me, i am antoni

Jeff Bezos and Amazon are a fucking blight upon the working class. He got rich by treating rank and file employees like hot garbage toiling under dehumanizing, backbreaking conditions for shitty pay. When there are this many random strangers across various sectors/departments of a single company sharing similar horror stories, that can’t be dismissed as just a few disgruntled ex-employees. Grievances like these are why I quit using Amazon. They made my life easier at the expense of thousands of hardworking people being mistreated and disrespected behind closed doors. (thread)

*gently grasps your face* listen. listen. 

we get a happy ending. they get a happy ending. do you guys understand how fucking powerful that is? (of course you do, yall are gay too) 

and not by running away to london. they get to stay here.  in Moga, in Delhi, in India, right here where they belong. they get to stay with their pariwaar. they get the love and support of their families. they get to have it all. 

don’t you guys understand how powerful that is for us, who have thought for years and years and years that the only way to live was to choose between living suppressed but loved by our families, or cut off from them but with the loves of our lives? 

but Ek Ladki says no. Yeh tumhara ghar hai. Yeh tumhare log hain. you’re not going anywhere. youre staying right here, where you’re loved, where you belong. bas. baat ho gayi. And I can’t thank them enough for giving us that.

Stitching a Call Me By Your Name frame and listening to Hozier

first day of spring 🌷🌿

The wildfires in Greece/Turkey. Flash floods in China and Europe. Asphalt-melting heat domes in Canada. Polar vortexes. This is what 1.1/1.2 degrees of warming looks like. We would need a massive structural change to all major world economies to avoid 1.5 degrees of warming. And if we overshoot that, we risk disintegrating ice sheets, the melting of permafrost (releasing more greenhouse gases into the atmosphere), and the Amazon becoming savannah. Those are the stakes. Every businessperson or politician who says we can wait, who sets 2040 targets, doesn’t get it.