forcekenobi:

loved being like 12 years old and making an OC and saying “yeah they’re a hardened criminal. they’re deeply involved in crime. they’re in a gang” and then never elaborating on that because i didn’t know how crime worked. this is still my approach

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theoriginaleppieblack-blog:

knitmeapony:

consistentlycontradictory:

disaster-revolutionary:

knitmeapony:

letter from a mother of a gay man. sent to ONE magazine, 1958.

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This post was flagged as adult content and the original poster was deactivated so I’m bringing it back.

“Mrs R” was the pseudonym of Phyllis Shafer, a Kansas City local who helped found the Phoenix Society for Individual Freedom in 1966, a full three years before Stonewall. Throughout the 1960s and 1970s, she and her son Drew operated the Phoenix House, a safe haven for queer people in the city, and a hub of national queer activism. Drew passed away due to AIDS related complications in the 1980s, and his lover, Mickey Ray, spent the rest of his life fighting to keep his memory alive, largely contributing to the creation of the Gay and Lesbian Archive of Mid-America.

Before Stonewall, this Kansas City activist helped unite the national gay rights movement

Years before the Stonewall uprising, Drew Shafer started Kansas City's first gay rights organization and published the first LGBTQ magazine

KCUR - Kansas City news and NPR

“We tend to view American history as this constant march toward progress, which is total crap,” he says. “You gotta fight for that stuff. And if you don’t fight for that, you can fall backward. Like it’s not just this linear history.“

Good quote from the article which may be relevant right now.

Bring this bad boy back with some delicious context for pride

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This is why they want to start taking kids who identify as lgbt+ away from their parents. They want to paint our families that support us as not real families and our churches as not real churches.

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calebwittebane:

calebwittebane:

the phrase “ancestral sickos” now etched into my brain permanently

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thededfa:

nixtevs-hugo-boss:

this is going around twitter rn but im also super curious: please tell me your top four comfort movies that you’re always down to watch bc my friend thinks mine are ridiculous and now we’ve realised everyone’s version of “comfort” is hilariously different

Ever After

Princess Bride

BBC hamlet

Phantom of the Opera

patriciavetinari:

caffeinewitchcraft:

mjalti:

radicarian:

it is past time we jettisoned the useless false dichotomy of introversion vs. extroversion and just accepted that everybody has a minimum amount of social interaction, failing which, they get really weird. and everybody has a maximum amount of social interaction, exceeding which, they get really weird. these levels are different for everyone, for a variety of reasons, and have no moral dimension. and that is all.

why would you come to this club and just shoot Myers & Briggs like this

IMO, it’s healthier to conceptualize it this way. So instead of being like “why am I being so weird? I’m an introvert, I like being alone!”
you say, “Ah, I must be supergluing googly eyes to my bathroom faucet because I haven’t met my minimum threshold of social interaction and I’m trying to fill that void with these tiny pieces of plastic. Maybe I should invite someone over for dinner. They sure will be surprised by all these eyes watching them while they poop.”

Because myers and briggs were racist eugenicists also and you should maybe find yourself a different pigeon-hole

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stuckinapril:

The trick is to do it without shame. Literally anything could be cool if you just did it shamelessly

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prokopetz:

enjoloras-deactivated20220821:

Okay so Victorian erotica is literally the most heinous, morally bankrupt, horrific shit I’ve ever read - but I’ve read a fair bit, partly from historical interest but also because a while back I helped a friend with a university project she was doing about censorship and pornography in 19th century England.

Anyway I need to share with you all the most hilarious line that has ever been written, circa 1887:

I feel like this excerpt is significantly enhanced by knowing that the novel in question is a first-person narrative written from the perspective of an inexplicably sapient flea who lives on Bella’s body, and that’s why the third priest’s penis is described in this way: from the narrator’s perspective it literally blots out the sky.

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brawltogethernow:

Impatiently on the edge of my seat to hear what happens next in the novel Dracula (came out in 1897 and also I read it last year)

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animentality:

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