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Not today Justin
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
occasionally subtle
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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Peter Solarz
sheepfilms

Love Begins
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
tumblr dot com
Sweet Seals For You, Always
YOU ARE THE REASON
d e v o n
noise dept.
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by Dani
The Earth at night. Photographs taken by NASA.
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Get the fuck out of my face this is the coolest shit i’ve ever seen, do you realize how lucky we are to bask in the scientific capabilities of NASA? Holy fucking hell I love science
when you touch a Bad Texture™ and have to scrub at ur hands until the feeling is gone
When your teeth scrape against something they don’t like and your entire body tries to escape the upper atmosphere.
When your nails drag across an Unpleasant Thing so your arms stop working from the elbows down and your ears ring.
Mongolia #7.
@theradavist perfect photoset, dreams of a trip next year.
-CampingZen
Rute de las Tres Cordilleras; La Paz, Bolivia, to Cusco, Peru.
Swift Campout Day 1: pt2
On the road again with my best bud.
The Range
A collection of standard and custom offerings by Falconer Cycles. All steel, all handmade in San Francisco.
(via Monitor Pass | Alpine County, California | Vélocia | Flickr)
classic cycling jersey
s'envoler por Vélocia Lake RotoitiNelson Lakes NP
2011
It’s horribly hot and humid in Tokyo right now, so obv I’m fantasising about autumn.
*high-pitched screaming* aaAAAARTTTTTTTT!!!!!!!
I love Sasha Velour
dystopia au where we are all assigned one of two chosen genders at birth
Thanks to ultrasounds, the genders can be assigned before birth. The people are so excited to conform they throw “Gender reveal parties” to make sure their offspring exist in a strict binary since before they can even form thoughts.
Children are color-coded according to their binary assignment.
One of the genders is seen as inherently inferior.
This all sounds really effing creepy when you put it that way
#BECAUSE IT IS
And if you deviate from the assigned gender you can be disowned by your family, fired from your job, and beaten by authorities.
Maybe if we made a popular YA fiction series phrasing it like this cis people might actually get it
The more I see those “love is love” memes, the angrier I get.
First of all:
If you’ve never been afraid to hold hands in public, don’t you fucking dare tell me that our love is the same.
At the same time:
You support love? Bully for you. But guess fucking what? Love isn’t in danger. No one is murdering love in its places of refuge. As @superstarellecollins pointed out yesterday, homophobia isn’t just or even mostly about whom you love. It’s about gender norms: the way you walk and dress, the way you talk and look. And when you’re looking at the margins from the center, professing your love for love is significantly easier and less socially risky than professing love for people who break those rules.
And that’s what makes your allyhood cowardly half-assed bullshit. If you’re going to be an ally, be an ally to the people, not just the attractive abstract concept. Put your money where your mouth is. Don’t just love love. Love nonconforming queers who dare to walk alone as themselves in public.
Love people it’s dangerous to love. Stand in solidarity with those of us who don’t have the option of retreating to the comfort of platitudes. Love queens & bulldykes & trans people who don’t pass. Don’t buy into the HRC love-looks-the-same-for-everyone gentrified queerness. It doesn’t. It shouldn’t have to.
Love doesn’t need you to defend it. Love will be okay. But we are human and real. We are vulnerable and terribly, terrifyingly fragile. Don’t love love. Love us; because your love is the only thing that has a chance in hell of keeping us alive.
A year later, I stand by this real hard.