Jordan. Los Angeles. 18+ ONLY. she. her. hers. bi/fluid. WOC. established 2010. this blog has no rhyme or reason. i just post the things that catch my eye and sometimes ramble about my feelings. i rarely tag things. there are definitely old things here that don't reflect my current beliefs or opinions.
May the 10 of Pentacles bless your account with more money than you can spend. 💵✨
10 of Pentz came thruuu
Omg this actually works!!! Thank you 10 of Pentacles!!!
I could seriously use this money right now….
Please give me my refund of 400$ soon…
I feel obligated to reblog this every time it shows up in my dash
No bragging, just 100% floored and grateful. Work hard, maintain a positive attitude, and believe that anything can happen.
So I reblogged this exactly a week ago because I thought it was funny and uh lo and behold, a family friend wrote me a big ol’ check just to help me out of a tough financial spot AND my bank refunded me $32 for fees they’d originally taken out. SO UH YEAH. Reblogging this again in hopes that it brings equally good fortune to my followers.
the thing about being an adult is every time you turn around some shit gotta be “renewed”. tags. licenses. passports. like i’m the same bitch doing the same shit
After she died, he returned to the last place he felt like he had belonged - Hogwarts, as a Spell Writing professor. And now, he was in The Burrow. Out of place as ever.
I have barely logged into tumblr since our overlords outlawed titties, so I almost missed being tagged in this.
Nickname: Jo, J, or Jordi. However, those are reserved for close relationships only.
Zodiac: Gemini sun, Scorpio Rising, Aries Moon.
Height: 5′2″
Last movie I saw: Godfather 2 was on TV over the holidays and I watched most of it…even though I own it on DVD.
Last thing I googled: “Jungalow”
Favorite musicians: Prince, Depeche Mode, Beyoncé, Lady Gaga, Freddie Mercury, Brody Dalle, Stevie Nicks… idk - I hate questions like this, because I always feel put on the spot and like I’m going to say something dumb. Thanks, toxic/cringe-y goth/punk culture.
Song stuck in my head: I’m listening to Distraction by Kehlani currently.
Other blogs: I deleted them all before the titty ban.
Do I get asks: Nearly never
Following: idk
Amount of sleep: Either less than 6 or more than 9. No in between.
Lucky number: 27
What I’m wearing: Black leggings, a purple t-shirt dress that hits my knees, a black Cardi B hoodie, and metallic pink high-top sneakers. I have turned into Claudia Kishi from the Baby Sitters Club.
Dreamjob: I just scored it. It’s either what I’m doing now, or screenwriting.
Dream trip: The ‘glamping’ version of backpacking through Europe.
Favorite food: Burritos
Play any instruments: Voice. I used to turn a decent guitar and piano, I’ll get back to it.
Languages: English. I can get around in French. I can make out some Spanish?
Favorite songs: Thieves in the Temple by Prince
Random fact: I sprained my wrist this November - the first time I’ve ever seriously injured myself.
Describe yourself as aesthetic things: vintage kimonos, skulls, old books, vinyl pants, platform shoes, rose petals, feathers, crystals, a sidekick II, vintage perfume bottles, rose gold everything, lipstick tubes, a metropolitan skyline at night, silver tea sets, journals.
shoutout to models who navigate such a difficult field while learning enough about its problems to then expose it for the rest of us. that’s pretty punk rock of them.
White veganism is entirely a fad based on moral high ground while
vegetarian and vegan cuisines and religions have existed in asia for
fuckin centuries