Happy birth month, American Idiot.
Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986)
“I’m in love with people’s hands and the way they clench their fists and the way their fingertips lightly press down onto piano keys or thighs. Calloused fingers or dainty fingers. Hands writing poems or memos or parking tickets. Hands writing futures. To me, every crease on the palm is a love line.” — Mesogeios
Consent isn’t sexy, it’s mandatory. Spent all night making patches.
it’s weird to think that everyone views you differently like one person might think you put the stars in the sky and another person could think you crawled out of the pits of hell and are here to drag them down with you
we live under a fascist capitalist patriarchal regime. all of my pics r of me getting fucked… by the system