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⚢ 19. she/they. Terfs will be cyber-bullied

saw someone refer to not knowing how to keep track of your money as "girl math" ......why are we in this weird era of treating women like idiots but repackaging it to sound cute and quirky. We All Need To Stop

mad respect for gideon still managing to experience the teenage homoerotic friendship that ends in disaster despite growing up in a freaky underground death cult on pluto…that’s lesbian culture

Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.

i wouldn't like approach you at a party but if i saw you ascend noiselessly from a still lake i would be like compelled to go in

it's always funny when you see stuff that is so obviously preemptively written to ward off Posting. the most overt manifestation is marvelesque lampshading of cliches ("hey isn't it stupid that we were saved at the last minute?") but there's other types of it. there's writing that addresses criticism in-text (Marvel Lady #24 owning a hater who says that Marvel Lady #24 is antifeminist) or fan responses like shipping (that one plotline in bbc sherlock that shows moriarty/sherlock shippers as weirdos nobody likes) or even stuff like worrying the reader won't understand the characters (EVERY instance of characters using therapyspeak in a story.)

to the insecure artist, the shadow of the Poster looms large over them. they can never mentally escape the fear that someone, somewhere, may be making memes about how their art sucks. and you know what? that's just beautiful

on a more serious note, i feel like a lot of media nowadays is incredibly invested in warding against The Discourse. and while I can genuinely understand that fear, it just creates a media landscape of flat, irony-poisoned, self-obsessed pieces of art that are too afraid to say anything true and beautiful for fear of being mocked. and that sucks! that fucking sucks!

at a certain point, you do have to let The Poster in your mind die. art thrives on the presence of sincerity and passion. you can’t hamstring that sincerity or passion by being too damn afraid of its consequences!

can we talk about the ups strike can we PLEASE talk about the ups strike

i know since writers and actors are already striking thats gonna take up most of the news space on social media but like. ups has until july 31st to meet the teamster's demands and if not then theyre going on the biggest strike against a single corporation since the early 1900s. the uaw (auto manufacturers union) contract is up this fall, and i believe the alu (amazon labor union) is as well. there's a huge possibility that they might strike as well, depending on how long the ups strike lasts.

im seeing a lot of talk about hollywood going down but i want to see more talk about labor rights and working class solidarity across the board... like A Lot of shit is about to go down

we're about to see a lot more propaganda by more than just hollywood, we're about to see a lot of bullshit political moves on local, state, and federal levels. dont fall for it. workers have power.

the way these strikes get framed is always so funny to me

"the strike could stretch on until the end of summer" or the execs could pay their workers

"there won't be ANY new shows because of this strike" or the execs could pay their workers

"no more content for us because the mean old writers and actors are-" OR THE EXECS COULD PAY THEIR WORKERS

Love this picture of Jack Manifold. He looks so virginal and pure, yet the pink sheets invoke feelings of subtle passion and romance. The hand placement implies tenderness and devotion to the personal divine. I’ve always said that Jack is one of the modern reincarnations of Joan D’Arc and I think you can really see that in this image

i made this post during the last few days of a manic episode in which i was having delusions about jack manifold, gerard way, and myself being reincarnations of joan of arc’s fractured soul and during a period of time in which i was self isolating for months in my apartment and hadn’t spoken to anyone or left my room in a week due to “preparing” for the second coming of christ. to this day i have never made a better tumblr post ​and i will hopefully never be able to recreate the conditions that made this post possible. this is my magnum opus ​and i hope you all continue to enjoy it

edit: for everyone wondering, the original post is from almost a year ago and i’m doing MUCH better now which is why i decided to share the story behind it now

having to ask people if you’re still hanging out is one of the worst things ever . like is our playdate still on? im gonna stab myself