Hello very much,
I like going to concerts, local punk shows, the movies, museums, and really any show in my free time. Im really passionate about performing and art history.💕 If ur homophobic, transphobic, fatphobic, racist, xenophobic, islamophobic, or a minor dni :3
S/o to female reproductive system. I see it everywhere I go.
I took myself in a date to the museum last night in attempts to spend time with myself without needing to look normal. I’m working on living without being scared of someone seeing me and judging me for being alone or judging me for dressing weird. Yesterday I really needed to show up for myself after months and months of letting myself down and only finding inspiration in doing things for other people. So last night i took a couple hours for myself. I put on makeup, i put in my favorite clothes, took a train, and walked around for a couple of hours purely for myself.
The best thing about tumblr is that when i look at a blog there isnt a number next to the persons name that determines their overall value to me. Like do i really need to know how many people follow the same person as me?
Are you becoming what you've always hated?
Isle of Dogs / Game of Thrones / Painting by Jenn Mazza / Unknown / Ancestral Memory by Hari Alluri / Unknown / Venetta Octavia / Emma Tranter / Unknown / Ninth House by Leigh Bardugo / @ machineryangel
I felt my legs while laying in bed today and felt like they were smoother than usual. This hit me strangely because i remember always feeling the unique stretch marks that have permanently adorned my skin. After spending my preteen and teen years afraid to get in the pool or wear booty shorts, its weird that now that ive finally made peace with my body, my stretch marks are disappearing.
Whenever i cry out of nowhere i check my period tracker.