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London 🇬🇧 Another place to yearn, earnestly
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Yesterday’s pump, today’s fit

Double espresso to wake up and get through these meetings, but might run through walls bugs bunny style.

Neeeeed costco hot dogs and a man in his 40s

Mom texting me to remind me of my prep renewal and to get tested, she must’ve gotten into gay Twitter discourse again.

Woke up this morning not ready to give up on myself just yet, we got this?

Everyone take your tookus to The Seed of the Sacred Fig, such a confident, and gut punch of a film, the theme of camera as the most dangerous weapon in the arsenal of the everyday person has been on my mind since writing my dissertation on it, and this film is such a perfect example of it.

Even with a new iPhone I can’t seem to take a clear photo, that’s called consistency folks.

Kindness of strangers will never not make me tear up

Happy National Milk Day 🥛🥛 now I need a glass.

CineGooners and buttered popcorn, hold the popcorn

Heart is breaking again and again talking to friends in LA, and watching the news on repeat, sending love and beyond that I hope everyone despite having lost their physical homes, if for even a moment find refuge, safety, and home amongst their friends, family, animals.

Got a dog in me 😤 but also hold me 🥹

Spiralling at the thought of all the social networks going to shit and losing contact with friends I’ve made online, and loneliness becoming even more all consuming.

Work has the GMO 10 inch bananas, it’s 10 am and I’ve devoured 2 already.

Wait why are guys self proclaiming to be good boys, don’t you have to earn that title? Prove yourself??

Thinking about a couple of oomfs…together…and I am wizzing through this workout, ty imagination.

Why does ground beef and rice taste like that?? 😒

New supplements have me disassociating during the day and having the most vivid, realistic dreams at night, they’re all gay btw.

Flatmates just arrived back after 5 glorious weeks of freedom and the way I fell to my knees. Back to being clothed 24/7.

Reading Mary Oliver while listening to Joni Mitchell, God is a woman!

Until my body figures it's shit out, I'll be only wearing a grey sweatsuit to the gym, maybe I'll become Rocky.

Cream of rice era is now (gagging).

Reading before bed, hoping to dream in 35mm.

Reborn again, full tears.

New gay gym has far less useful machines, just more showers which I won’t be using so might have to make the switch back to straight gym :((((