drugs are for queers

snupersmashbros  asked:

honestly the amount of people that still insist heechul is straight baffles me he straight up said "im not interested in girls~" what more does it tAKE

EDIT: if you want info on everything in this post WITH SOURCES, check out THIS POST OVER HERE :D

I mean, Taeil also said he wasn’t interested in girls (or something to that effect) before catching himself and Zico said Taeil wanted to kiss him and people still think he’s straight.

Yoongi wrote lyrics about giving head to guys and girls and people still think queer fans are making everything up with their evil queer headcanons and queer agenda to make everyone queer.

Jonghyun talked about how he gets guys’ phone numbers when he’s drunk and someone revealed that Zico sits on older men’s laps when he’s drunk (and he also took a picture of himself nuzzling Jay Park’s stomach) and Jimin hit on male fans via twitter and Aoora writes sexually explicit songs that are pretty obviously about guys fucking him but nah everyone in kpop is super duper 100% cishet.

Cisheteronormativity is a hell of a drug.

@lameeejaneee was super sweet and tagged lil old me, so y'all get to see me stoned and confused by technology 😂 I’m passing it on to @persephonegoddessoftheunderworld @floralwitchprincess @thesmokinglesbian and anyone who needs to take a minute to themselves 💛

“I hate nostalgia. God, that is the worst feeling. Nostalgia will fuck you up. I remember back when I was little how people would describe nostalgia as a good thing. Nostalgia is not a friendly emotion. It is vicious and cold and painful. Nostalgia makes you long for impossible things. It makes you want to go back to a time when everything was better. Back before you got broken up with, before you kissed your skin with a blade, before you dropped out. Before your parents argued all the time and before you fell in love. It puts an ache in your belly that will never go away. No matter how many drinks you gulp down or how many cigarettes you blow through, it will be there. Nostalgia doesn’t leave you.”

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OK kids, here is a fun and wholesome Dionysian activity for the whole thiasos!

PREPARATION

  • pick a dead rock star who you enjoy as a musician and human being
    • any dead rock star will do, but the more iconic the better
  • listen to all their music
  • research them and their band as much as you can
  • decide they were the incarnate avatar and/or beloved of your god and/or goddess

Okay, you should be good to go!

RITUAL

  • have a glass or two of wine if you can stomach it
  • smoke some weed if you’ve got it
  • turn on some music
  • lie in bed for the length of an entire album hearing the voice of God

POSSIBLE SIDE EFFECTS MAY INCLUDE

  • spending an entire fucking month totally wrecked with grief over a celebrity death that happened a quarter-century ago

for the many of you who have been asking about my vietnam war era hamlet ideas: i finally typed up a little something to share with y’all about my future directorial plans. i plan to keep shakespeare’s original text in the production, with minor changes and/or cuts as needed. (the only major cut would be gertrude’s death, i think it’s important for her to be alive at the end, and you’ll see why.)

this production focuses on the conflicts between younger and older generations, american hyper-praise of masculinity and what it means within the concept of war, and what happens when people put trust into political institutions blindly. this production also exploration of sexual identity and queerness, drug use, and how war affects all aspects of life.

(sidebar: these are all original ideas of mine, so if you end up using them, citation/credit is necessary. if you end up doing a vietnam war era interpretation of hamlet after reading this, please tell me, i want to hear all about it!)

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we’re sick kids
we’re the ones your parents warned you about
we’re the ones with nightmares as brains
we’re the bombs
the drugs
the drinks
the tears pouring down our cheeks
the wondering wandering minds
the outcasts
and the loners
we’re also the nerds
the jocks
the populars
the socialites
the people
we’re the silent devastations
the ones who sit in they’re bedrooms
starring out at the black and blue skies
wrapped in a ball
praying that this will end
blank pages and souls
filled with regrets and chemicals
we’re the sick kids
the everyday normal kids
the silent devastated destructed kids
the ones you fear
the ones you are
the ones your parents warned you about
we’re the innocence lost
the youthful distrust
the elderly disgust
the bleeding hearts
the people
the sick kids
and it’s all a secret
—  tle
Love is One Hell of a Drug pt. 2

this is a continuation of my “Danny stops Harold from abusing Ward” imagine, and i’ve decided that this should be the title! (because of future plans for this fic
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Part 1

Word Count: 1,062 

Warnings: drug mention

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