found a perfectly preserved weeby pastel blog from 2012 that stopped posting in like 2013. pictures of japanese drinks and snacks used to go craaaaazy back then. if you lived by an asian market you were basically a god to girls with madoka urls. we loved madohomu didn't we folks
I have this fucked up masochistic relationship going on at the moment with Everything, Everywhere, All At Once, one where I’m autistic and it’s my hyperfixation atm so I keep constantly rewatching it. But I’m also gay, have an asian family, and mountains of generational trauma, and even though I’ve watched it so many times, the ending scene never fails to make me bawl and sob like a baby. But it’s so beautifully and painfully melancholic, so intensely cathartic, I can’t stop myself from watching.
i want to be back home. home as in the game of manhunt played between the cars parked in front my house at night, home as in the parties that lasted until 1 in the morning, home as in the mafia game that took place in your basement stocked with gym equipment, home as in making slime in secret in your bathroom, home as in hide-and-go-seek tag where all the good spots were always the same places, home as in playing house and still being the older sister, home as in the innocence of not knowing why my dad had to ask you guys to invite me.
perhaps it was never home, and perhaps i still miss it.
no one was gonna tell me there was a (terrible) dub of the original 3 digimon movies, i just had to tumble blindly down this random fucking rabbit hole myself huh????????
Leevisa’s new single✨Printshop✨is a sluggish pop ballad, glittered by a weightless balance between vocals and guitars, from her up-coming album Metro Blue.