I never knew I needed The Witch King of Aangmar to hold my hand and protect me, but I realized I've been wrong before.
Honestly, this is what it feels like to be Loved: Feirce, Strong, Protective, Empowering, Supportive. This is what My Love feels like: Safety.
Details from La Lune’s Debut Runway Show
Underground events like secret movie screenings are vital to keeping cutrual history accessible.
I never would have known the Phantom of the Paradise was a fabulous mess. I never found another person that even *knew* Andy Warhol made his own Dracula movie until the local movies suddenly posted a showing for it.
The tumblr blogs posting Haute Coture runway looks are preserving style for us to continue to be inspired by. I would have never seen or known some of the Westwood or McQeen looks I aspire to when they first hit the catwalk, I was 2!
I feel like pirating media that isn’t sold or offered anywhere legally anymore shouldn’t be called piracy. Girl thats archaeology
Y’s by Yohji Yamamoto Reworked Sideways Japanese Denim
Why is it I need to deregulate my system from a shock literally an hour before I'm planning to go out?
TWICE NOW! I've had unpleasant experiences within hours of me needing to get ready to go somewhere.
THREE TIMES NOW! Someone has shown up at my door uninvited and scared the shit out of me.
Knock it off, Universe!!!
Only a few days ago I posted and shared a powerful moment on my Instagram. The headlining caption started, "I HATE MY MOTHER FOR THIS!", and was about my trauma surrounding hygenic grooming.
Y'all, my mother started texting me about hair removal techniques almost immediately. I think she found me and is stalking me (typical her behavior, she stalks her exs too.)
I cannot begin to express the fury I felt getting these critical and pointless messages. Like, if you're stalking me, maybe read what I have to say???
Unadulterated Woman existing. WARNING: HAIR! https://linktr.ee/fatmorticia
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