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𝖇𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝖈𝖆𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖆𝖑 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖒𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖞...
(photo by me)
been thinking about the word queer lately and it just means so much to me and it's so hard to put into words
like yes "not gay as in happy but queer as in fuck you" but also it feels like so much more
queer feels like a snuggly soft blanket you can burrow into
queer feels like coming in from the cold to find a warm mug of hot chocolate made just for you
queer feels like a tight hug from someone you care about
queer feels like a friend you haven't seen in ages but when you get together it's like you were never apart
queer feels like the first crisp autumn day where you can put on a fuzzy sweater and boots or the first spring day when you can take off your jacket and let the sun warm your skin
queer feels like an afternoon nap with a cat snuggled in your lap or on your chest or at your side purring so softly
queer feels warm and happy and soft and inviting and welcoming
queer feels like "I love you" and "you belong here"
Reblog for reclaiming queer.
in the flat field era will always be one of my favs, everything about it was just kinda eery and i love it
Tumblr used to be a physical place. It was a large theater built inside of a cliff. The cliff was by a stormy seaside town where all of life began. One night, there was a hurricane, and the Tumblr theater collapsed. This unleashed the Tumblr people upon the town, and thus began the world.
what was i made for?
“ophelia” by john everett millais but it’s barbie and for the sake of this concept let’s pretend that there is in fact water in barbieland