social pulse

The Pulse massacre was one year ago today.

This Pride month don’t forget that they still want us dead. Especially LGBT POC.

Keep intersectionality in your discourse.
Keep queer people of color in your discourse.
Keep anger in your discourse.


Like so many of us in this post-election-2016 era, I’ve been having nightmares. I wake up uncertain of where I am, afraid, heart pounding. In light of the discomfort, I’ve allowed myself the indulgence of picking up my phone upon waking, blipping into the thrum and pulse of social media, soothing my mind. I let myself seek out sanctuaries of thought wherever I can find them, no matter the bite of the bad habit forming.

In particular, I’ve given myself the space to read stories posted in Pantsuit Nation, a “private” Facebook group for almost 4 million people. Every morning, I’d find a notification telling me that a few or more of my friends had liked one post or another from the group, and I’d click over to read it myself.

Once there, I’d find stories from people around the US: A 14 year-old girl in Florida, a pick-up truck-driving liberal in Texas, a gay man in Los Angeles. Each of them had stories to tell of ways they’d chosen to stand up for a more inclusive, open-hearted, humane world. And each of their stories, as simply expressed as they were, was filled with so much love, so much hope, that they’d bring me back round to happy tears.

Read more and get the recipe, adapted from Sarah Kieffer’s The Vanilla Bean Baking Book, here.

As a [conservative or traditional] Christian, if you are silent in this moment of tragedy, your silence speaks volumes. Any LGBT friends you have—on social media, in your family, at work, at church—are painfully aware of your silence right now. And in the future, anything you say to them about your love or your faith will be drowned out by the deafening roar of your silence today… If you cannot show love and support when people are being gunned down, anything you say in the future about ‘sharing the truth in love’ will ring so hollow that you might as well be Paul’s clanging gongs and clashing cymbals.
—  Justin Lee, The Gay Christian Network founder

barbizonmodel: #mcm Barbizon Cleveland grad @zach_roerig will play Pulse in the @marvel series @thegiftedonfox! Zach portrayed Matt Donovan on @thecwtvd. His new character, Pulse is a mutant with the ability to disable superhuman abilities as well as technological and psychic interference. #TheGifted airs Mondays at 9/8c on FOX!⠀

the fact that some people remove the ‘gay’ part in the headlines and focus on terrorism and isis makes me so fucking pissed. no, this isn’t about religion. this isn’t about muslims, this was a pure hate crime and not domestic terrorism or whatever. don’t you fucking dare blame this on muslims too. this was an act of homophobia

lgbt+ muslims, please stay safe. this is not on you. 


There’s been a shooting at LGBT Club Pulse in Orlando, with reportedly up to 20 shot (no confirmed deaths yet) and the shooter is holding hostages inside the building with a bomb reportedly strapped to him.
If you are in Orlando stay safe and if you live in that area specifically of Orlando stay indoors!
I hope everyone gets out ok and everyone’s loved ones are uninjured, look out for one another guys and spread this please this community has had too much violence within it in the past already xx

Social Media’s Role in the Orlando Tragedy

In the aftermath of the worst mass shooting in our country’s history, people are flocking to social media to mourn, grieve, and discuss difficult issues such as gun control, homophobia, mental health, and terrorism. Social media outlets such as Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and Snapchat (among others) have been flooded with comments, opinions, powerful images, and hashtags such as #PrayForOrlando, #OrlandoStrong, and #OrlandoUnited in the wake of this horrific tragedy that took the lives of 49 innocent people, and injured an additional 50.

While keeping the victims in our hearts and discussing these issues online have been effective to bring awareness to such powerful issues within our country, social media was even more influential during the actual attack. Orlando authorities, nearby establishments, and Pulse nightclub itself posted to social in real-time to warn people and give updates.

Twitter breaks news 15 minutes faster than any news outlet, and this attack was no different. “Everyone, especially people 35 and under, get their news there,” said Shelley Costello, a social media consultant in Orlando. “This is the news source of the world today. This was trending on social media way before it hit TV.”

To this point, Facebook enabled a system in which those in the affected area can mark themselves as safe. This enables friends and loved ones to know that they were safe during the shooting – prompting friends to receive a notification on the platform. Snapchat also included a live story combining users’ posts regarding updates at the surrounding hospitals, where people can donate blood, and updates from family members of the victims.

Whether you find social media frivolous or not, real-time updates such as these are extremely helpful and posts describing words of support, kindness, and love are irreplaceable. Sometimes it can be an overwhelming amount of noise, but it can also be gratifying, helpful, and heartwarming to know that despite all of the hatred and violence in our world today, there is still love and support. Even from strangers on a digital device, thousands of miles away.

Fireworks are gun shots

So, I live in Orlando (about 20 mins from Pulse) and some people in my complex decide they want Fourth of July to start early and loud gun-like noises erupt right outside my window (bang-4 secs pass-bang) I legit jumped up from my chair, dropping my laptop in the process, and ran to my moms room.

I genuinely thought they were gunshots. I forgot it was about 4th of July, I forgot about fireworks; all I could think was someone has a gun on my street. The fact that my mind immediately went to that is sad.

I knew that the Pulse shooting effected me but I didn’t realize how deeply and frankly traumatically it did, because here I am crying and writing this post with an uneasy feeling in my stomach that won’t go away. 

People always joke that they never know whether it’s fireworks or gun shots, hell I know I did, but when this happened I didn’t experience that questioning. They were gun shots, they were gun shots to me.

I don’t know if fireworks will ever be fireworks again.