mcroce

[mcroce]

[mcroce]

[mcroce]

seeing straight men be disgusted by booktok smut recommenders has actually radicalized me to the side of booktok smut recommenders. girls your taste may be atrocious but i will never disparage you for exposing mainstream discourse to the concept of soaking through your underwear. spent my whole life listening to men talk about penises it’s about time they get jumpscared by women talking about pussy in crude detail on social media. go forth and goon my warriors

[mcroce]

A small Stockholm apartment with a blue shaker kitchen

[mcroce]

i don't know man, i just wish that we could [suddenly realising i'm coming dangerously close to expressing a real and earnest thought instead of filtering everything through several layers of intangible running bits] blow up the entire world. or something.

[mcroce]

Tawanda Mulalu, “All We Got Was Autumn. All We Got Was Winter.” in Please Make Me Pretty, I Don’t Want to Die

[mcroce]

Prometheus longs to be close to you

Prometheus Bound (1847), Thomas Cole / Close to You, Frank Ocean

[mcroce]

it's like i am literally never going to own a house or find authentic love or escape the clutches of late stage capitalism so really what am i living for

[mcroce]

do you guys think jesus, the son of a carpenter, smelt the wood of the cross & temporarily thought of home

[mcroce]

Mahmoud Darwish, from "In the Presence of Absence," originally published in 2006

[mcroce]

Darker days need more candles

[mcroce]

Kate Chopin, from The Awakening

[mcroce]

i do love listmaking…

[mcroce]

by yomargey

[mcroce]

is anyone gonna kill my freak

[mcroce]

Dubrovnik, Croatia (by Cat)

[mcroce]

hold on a second man…