What I Love About The Months Is That They Don't Actually Mean Jack Shit. What's The Difference Between

What I love about the months is that they don't actually mean jack shit. What's the difference between August and September? Nothing. The name, that's all. But they're all blank. They're all in my future. Which means I can try again and again and again, and it doesn't matter if I succeed in October or February because they're all the same. They're all empty, waiting to be lived. I always get to try again.

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1 year ago
Snoopy Of The Day

snoopy of the day

1 year ago
200 Palestinian Children Held In Israeli Occupation Prisons.

200 Palestinian children held in Israeli Occupation prisons.

1 year ago
Humbled

humbled


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1 year ago

“I know that if women wish to escape the stigma of husband-seeking, they must act and look like marble or clay - cold, expressionless, bloodless; for every appearance of feeling, of joy, sorrow, friendliness, antipathy, admiration, disgust, are alike construed by the world into the attempt to hook a husband. Never mind! well-meaning women have their own consciences to comfort them after all. Do not, therefore, be too much afraid of showing yourself as you are, affectionate and good-heartened; do not too harshly repress sentiments and feelings excellent in themselves, because you fear that some puppy may fancy that you are letting them come out to fascinate him; do not condemn yourself to live only by halves, because if you showed too much animation some pragmatical thing in breeches might take it into his pate to imagine that you designed to dedicate your life to his inanity.”

— Charlotte Brontë writing to a friend who had been kind to a man she thought was married, only to have him fall in love with her because he thought she was flirting (letter dated April 2, 1845). (via groot)


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1 year ago
“We Don’t Value Craftsmanship Anymore! All We Value Is Ruthless Efficiency, And I Say We Deny Our
“We Don’t Value Craftsmanship Anymore! All We Value Is Ruthless Efficiency, And I Say We Deny Our

“We don’t value craftsmanship anymore! All we value is ruthless efficiency, and I say we deny our own humanity that way!”

Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson, 1995


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1 year ago

I begging you all to stop calling Hozier a lesbian. The jokes were so funny in the beginning but there's too many of them now. the fact that he's a man, capable of so much love and devotion and to shamelessly sing about it, to own his emotions and thoughts is part of why his work is so important to me. As a bisexual person, one thing I had to destroy was the notion no one will love you as much as a woman, that women have the purest and more intense forms of loving, that a man could never love like that. A man is not inherently less loving for being a man. For the same reasons we've learned to not excuse a man for romanticlly neglecting you because of his AGAB, and demand better of them in our relationships, we cant do that if we dont recognise their ability to feel just as deeply and pass it as some "lesbian soul" bs instead.


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1 year ago
"The Portrait Of Floriem Gay" - 2023

"The Portrait of Floriem Gay" - 2023

The lovely @floriem commissioned me this piece to celebrate our friendship!!! One of the cutest things I've ever drawn T_T


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3 weeks ago

I'm sorry but it's way too sketchy to have to "sign up" for a protest. There's no reason you should have to give anyone your full name, email, phone number, and/or address in order to march in the streets. People are getting arrested left and right because cops have access to information that connects people to the protests they were at. If an organization is having people "sign up to join the fight," all the cops need to do is access that list.

Just go. Don't leave a fucking paper trail.

1 year ago
(2020) What Intimacy Feels Like To Me

(2020) What intimacy feels like to me


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