So Gemma Was Orpheus All Along. When She Looked Back, Called Mark’s Name, And Asked Him To Come Home..

THE SAME SHIT SANDWICH !!! No voy a mentir literalmente todo lo que hice ayer fue escucharlos en bucle todo el día Y FUE GLORIOSO!!

Witch aesthetics: Cosmic witch

“If I was gay,” I told the ceiling, “I wouldn’t need an asterisk beside my name. I could stop worrying if the girl I like will bounce when she finds out I also like dick. I could have a coming-out party without people thinking I just want attention. I wouldn’t have to explain that I fall in love with minds, not genders or body parts. People wouldn’t say I’m ‘just a slut’ or 'faking it’ or 'undecided’ or 'confused’ I’m not confused. I don’t categorize people by who I’m allowed to like and who I’m allowed to love. Love doesn’t fit into boxes like that. It’s blurry, slippery, quantum. It’s only limited by our perceptions and before we slap a label on it and cram it into some category, everything is possible.” I glanced at Josh. “That’s me. I’m not gay, not bi. I’m something quantum. I can’t define it.”  “You’re just human.”

Elliot Wake, Black Iris (via thebooksaidthat)

a quick lil sketch of the dusty, dreary, and yet somehow loveable lawyer we all know and love since j&h weekly motivated me to actually bang out a (somewhat) acceptable reference image for ol johnny boy

Video from @wildlifeaid

Isn't Hannibal problematic...

no, but i understand the confusion! it's a common misconception, but serial murder and cannibalism are okay in real life.

I’ll stop goncharov posting soon but can I just say how fascinating it is to me that the genre we picked was cold war mafia movie? because if you had asked the internet a month ago what kind of film tumblr would invent, if tumblr were to invent a film, the answers would have been way more woke. a queer coming of age romance or a sexy heist with a super diverse cast or live action infinity train or whatever.

instead, the hive mind, the collective, latched on to something with much narrower boundaries, with stricter rules. no cold war mafia movie would have “good gay rep” or “a happy ending”, like you might expect tumblr to want. we want, we made, something rife with hidden truths, deception and manipulation, suppressed and sublimated emotions. it’s a movie rife with symbolism and suggestion, a text that needs to be unpicked and puzzled over, not one that spoonfeeds us a morally pure protagonist.

the website famous for our shithouse reading comprehension made this complex metatext about methods of interpreting an ambiguous artwork and that’s given me more hope for humanity than I’ve gotten from the internet in a long goddamn time

what i bring to the table:

vibes

good taste in music

a very interesting collections of books

a few generational curses

a peculiar amount of knowledge about very niche topics and historic events

In a twist, a young director-to-be gets so enamoured of the Goncharov non-existing Tumblr inside joke that he decides to spend the rest of his life in creating a convincing version of a 1973 film nobody has ever directed. He studies the most cutting-edge deepfake technology, spends countless hours editing, hires unknown actors, gets a full soundtrack and, ultimately, produces Goncharov anonymously and fakes the "retrievement" of the original movie. The movie industry breaks. Scorsese, baffled, acknowledges it as its own. The timeline breaks, the universe collapses.