I love it when a guy on r/writing will goes “Why does nobody wanna read my incredible novel?” and then you read the summary and it’s the worst thing you’ve ever read
My man….

I love it when a guy on r/writing will goes “Why does nobody wanna read my incredible novel?” and then you read the summary and it’s the worst thing you’ve ever read
My man….
my fav letterboxd reviews of red white & royal blue aka yaoi for white liberals
reason for a snout is so you can stick your sniffer in areas, in order to get an accurate sniff. this was necessary back when god still hadnt finished the big jigsaw puzzle yet and there were unfilled crevices everywhere. end of chapter 4.
chapter 5: the smoothening of reality and decline of snouted beasts
a lot of ppl in the notes of the previous post are mentioning museums hoarding stolen cultural objects which is important beyond measure but museums shutting down due to lack of funding will not result in repatriation of cultural materials, they would most likely be auctioned off to private ultra-wealthy collectors to recoup some of their debt and we'd never find these objects again let alone be able to repatriate them. i understand the desire to say 'fuck museums let them die' for this reason but it won't have the result you think it will, and it will also mean that all of their ethically sourced and donated materials (which for most museums are the vast majority of their collections) will no longer be cared for by experts but again, sold off to private collectors who can do whatever they want with them or deteriorate in storehouses indefinitely. this would be catastrophic for public history and collective knowledge-sharing across the globe across cultures, and museums in post-colonial and run by/for racialized or otherwise oppressed ethnic groups will fall first because they receive FAR less funding than the large western institutions. just repeating phrases and sentiments you've seen online as a form of performative activism without knowing anything about what you're talking about does more harm than good and doesn't make you look smart or clever just foolish it's so deeply annoying and frustrating
i don't know why all of you seem to think the only museums that exist are the massive western imperial institutions that have historically dealt with stolen artefacts, the majority of museums are Not these large institutions and there are museums across the globe in every country that require funding to preserve That Country's Own Material History. stop acting like you know everything because you read a twitter thread about it oh my fucking god
please listen to albums someitmes youll be amazed at what an artists songs do when theyree in an order they made. for you to listen to. etc
Two icons, honestly, but in vastly different ways. Will the notorious (and very good, let's not forget) meme album triumph or is Tumblr a lot more serious than previously imagined?
Ah yes, depression. Nuff said.
I’m not autistic but I believe in their beliefs
Thinking about how around Halloween I went to a gay bar and one of the bartenders had "We Won't Go Back" bedazzled on the back of their costume... of fucking Ruth Bader Ginsburg. The way so many LGBTQ people in the United States are stuck in utterly false consciousness about how their rights were won and who their heroes should be genuinely makes me want to cry.
The inevitable result of bourgeoisie "civil rights" discourses is that marginalized people come to idolize and lionize the members of the ruling class who put the rubber stamp on what rights and concessions are eeked out to them after years of struggle. The people who actually struggled, who led their communities to fight and win against the laws and systems that kept them oppressed, become forgotten or are viewed as simply one part of the process that ends with the Supreme Court Justice or President, who by definition can never be their allies or leaders. It fucking sucks.
people can meet eachother in dreams by taking the same number of melatonin gummys its like radio frequencies. if anyone wants to hang out ill be on gummy 148
Prior Walter and Harper Pitt
it’s always why is that your top song and never how was listening to the same song on repeat all year was it fun it looked fun
The names of the Club Q victims are out. Let’s pay our respects to each of them and celebrate their lives.
Daniel Davis Aston, 28
Daniel was a bartender at Club Q. An outspoken trans man, he continuously helped raise donations for Black trans people on his Instagram. He was “the light in every room” according to his close friend.
Raymond Green
Raymond was celebrating his friend’s birthday when the shots broke out. His friend Rich apprehended the shooter as he died. After his death, his girlfriend posted on Facebook, “u are my home. my heart. my everything. u changed my life. u made life worth living.”
Kelly Loving, 40
After moving from Florida, Kelly was new to the Colorado scene. A nurturing soul, she was “like a trans mother” to her friends. “She was loving, always trying to help the next person out instead of thinking of herself. She just was a caring person,” her sister told the New York Times.
Ashley Paugh, 35
Ashley and her friends decided to go to Club Q after spending time shopping and getting dinner together. She was a family woman and “lived for her daughter” according to her sister. She is survived by her husband and 11-year-old child.
Derrick Rump, 38
Always bubbly and joking, Derrick had no shortage of friends in the community. He was a part owner of Club Q. “He was a kind loving person who had a heart of gold,” his mother told reporters. “He was always there for my daughter and myself when we needed him also his friends from Colorado which he would say was his family also. He was living his dream and he would have wanted everyone to do the same.”
Colorado Gives is the official donation site for the survivors and victims’ families. Please donate if you can!
when my old professor wrote FTM in giant letters on the board and pointed at it dramatically like "this means everything in economics" and I made eye contact with my one guy friend who was shaking and everybody else was sitting there stunned/confused for a bit until he said "follow the money"
anyways my big revelation from when i got high was that i am love with all of my friends
artist rendition of how i felt