And… we’re back. Went to college a fresh-eyed enby and graduated a fagdyke. Still mentally ill. Still very much autistic.

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we're not kids anymore.
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And… we’re back. Went to college a fresh-eyed enby and graduated a fagdyke. Still mentally ill. Still very much autistic.
ComMITted!!
Hehe, it's official...I'm going to MIT next year! Go beavers!!!!
The perfect question.
Girls
I have a playlist just called girls and its gay and im going to leave it here in lesbian solidarity. EDIT: pt. 2
Carmen by Lana del rey
Diet mountain dew by Lana del rey
Goddess by banks
Girls by beatrice eli
Nights with you by MØ
Pynk by Janelle Monae
Girls like girls by Hayley Kiyoko
Curious & sleepover both by Hayley Kiyoko
Te amo by Rihanna
Boyfriend by tegan and sara
Strangers by Halsey
She keeps me warm by Mary Lambert
I need a woman to love & and then she kissed me- both off the universal love wedding songs reimagined album
Girlfriend by Icona pop
Honey by Kehlani
Girl crush by little big town
Girl by the internet
Only a girl by gia
I kissed a girl by Jill Sobule
Daisy by Zedd (sung by Julia Micheals tho)
All the things she said by t.A.t.U
She by Jen Foster
Take me to church by ellie goulding/Grace gaustad
Cant feel my face by Kina Grannis
I didnt just kiss her by Jen foster
I want her by blind truth ft georgia harris
Virginia Hall (1906-1982): The Most Dangerous Spy of All
Book 2 available here. Full entry on the website - with footnotes and citations - available right here. Art notes after the cut.
Keep reading
I can’t believe I forgot to mention this (blame not sleeping all night) - her story is already in development as a film. Daisy Ridley (Rey from Star Wars) is set to play Virginia. More here.
This movie has been in various states of development for like a decade, but I think it’s got incredibly good odds of being in the current development climate.
And while we’re here, have a cute picture of Virginia and Paul (he’s the one on the right). The other two pictured are OSS reinforcements who came in along with Paul, but neither stuck around very long - so I relegated their presence in the story to a footnote.
Straight men who always joke about hating their girlfriend are so fucking weird like imagine having a girlfriend and not treasuring and loving her every day smh grow up
“treasuring” and “loving” your girlfriend will result in her quickly leave you. Girls HATE guys who treat them like goddesses. They view it as pathetic and weak.
I hate it when people say shit like this like we get it you’re an
yall hurt him so bad he deleted his Manchild Manifesto
Everyone has these amazing Love, Simon stories. The theater applauds. People stand up and cheer. People shout out loud. My experience was…nothing like that.
I live in a conservative town. We were on spring break. There are max 8 people in the theater. During the movie, everyone was silent. All you could hear were the girls behind me crying and laughing, the quiet gasps from the male and female couple in front of me, my friends whispered words under their breath, and my own quiet sobbing into my glove. The movie ends. The credits roll. We all get out of our seats. Someone holds the door for me, I hold it for someone else. We all make eye contact with each other at some point and we come to an unspoken agreement. They weren’t there, I wasn’t there, we saw no one we knew. Except we all knew each other, I knew everyone’s names and they knew mine. But the fear in their eyes, that gave way to understanding, acceptance, agreement and camaraderie, made us all silently promise in that split second of eye contact to take a vow of silence. We held the door for each other. Nodded at each other. We walked away to our respective cars. We said nothing.
I haven’t given away any of their names. I haven’t asked them about it either. But a couple of them I’ve seen since. One, a person I have never talked to in my life, saw me and we nodded at each other in recognition. It’s no empowering story. It isn’t loud or great or revolutionary. But I have some new people watching my back. And I’m watching theirs. Because in the end, we are all the same, with the same secret. And even in such a conservative town, we are not alone.
I threw a dog on the ground today 😭😭😭
I am embarrassed by how hard this made me laugh.
…..does this mean cat people hurl cats at the ground?
you just kind of… open ur arms and they sort themselves out. if you try and place them down they get mad and wiggle and make everything worse
destroy the idea that angels are blonde and blue eyed and fair skinned !!! destroy the idea of holy imagery consisting only of white people !!!
iirc this is actually one of thomas blackshear’s main subject matters! so check out his stuff if ur interested
I’m sorry, but that first picture? Whoa.
The top image is called Night In Day. We have a copy in my church. It is right out side of my office. I love it deeply.
Indecision
This past week has been a ride. I've been admitted to Harvard, Yale, and MIT. I don't know where to go. Which school to pick. It hasn't yet sunk in that I'll be attending one of these institutions. That I'll no longer wonder where my next meal will come from. That I'll no longer have to wear the same hole-ridden shoes or listen to the rats scurrying around my home. I've wanted this moment for so long. I've worked for it, but I'm weak. I'm scared. I don't know if I'll succeed and I don't know the person I want to be. May 1st is a day I've come to loathe. It's also a day I want to embrace. That is the day that I will be saved.
with a taste of
your lips
with a taste of your lips
im on a ride
i can do this myself thanks
with a taste of ur lips im on a ride
actually wait help me out here
ur toxic im slippin underrrrr
with a taste of your lips im on a ride ur toxic im slippin underrrrr
so guys how was that?
That was good but can you give me a little more please?
no. fuckc you. i put my blood sweat tears into this. i dont have anymore. im left bare here. goodbye
Reblog if you are 100% okay with a transgender person correcting you if you accidentally misgender them or use their dead name.
I’ll never be able to reconcile Shel Silverstein’s art and stories with his appearance. He looked like he would gladly murder you with a shard of broken glass and then throw your body directly into a shark.
you have odd notions about masculine faces.
real gentle-lookin’ sneer
really gentle looking when not say, in the grainiest over inked newspaper photo you could find.
buddy it’s literally the photo he put on the back of The Giving Tree
HOW I GOT A SINGLE DORM ROOM
This is long-awaited story, and I am finally ready to tell it.
It all begins with this celestial image that I uploaded as my student ID picture:
Then, out of the blue, I received this email:
It was a fair request. Not everyone can handle the beauty of a Farah sunrise, and it would probably be too distracting for the campus staff members.
I uploaded a more classic, simple look:
Yet Rebecca was still unsatisfied:
Here is where I got offended. What is wrong with my face against a black background? If anything, the simplicity of the cut-out makes it easier to identify me. And if the “quality and zoom” of the picture is fine, then why is “all that black space” a problem? Seriously, I cannot find a single reason why a black background would be an issue here. Are you trying to save on ink costs or some shit? Or would a skyline somehow legitimize the image? You’re trying to identify my FACE. This is the easiest way to look at my face. Rebecca was obviously completely irrational, but I complied. I sent in an un-photoshopped image.
Finally! Well…not so fast. Rebecca once again proved her mental volatility with a most disappointing flip-flop:
Talk about a blow to the heart! I couldn’t gain the man’s approval while wearing a hood. So, I uploaded a picture to show Rebecca how she made me feel:
And then, the most painful rejection of them all:
So mean. So, so mean. Rebecca’s high standards and emotional unavailability finally forced me to give up. I was never going to gain her validation. But you know what? If she couldn’t handle the whole package–photoshop and all–then she just wasn’t worth it.
It was time to stop changing myself to impress her. So I sent her one last image of the real me–the way I see myself:
She never responded :’(
But as it turns out, Rebecca is on the Residential Life team, and she told ResLife that no one should have to be my roommate. So I got a single dorm room.
Thanks, Rebecca!
Omg, now I have to go to this school. 😂😂😂 Farah, I'll be your roommate!
A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad
#this is team skull
The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying “You can pet me, but don’t pick me up!” One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him “did you see the sign?” He said “yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don’t pet them!” Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said “I didn’t read it right did I?” And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said “its ok, i know you’ve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits” And I still haven’t gotten over that interaction.
I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He’s a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like “hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your’s is so small I think it’s a good place to start.” Ofc I was like “yes he’s very friendly!” So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks “can I pick him up?” And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two’s lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes “hey man, it’s okay just relax I’d never let anything hurt you. He’s a good boy.” I’ll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like ‘ah yes the two least intimidating living things I’ve seen in Boston all day he’ll feel relaxed around them’ and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy
My husband had this Dungeons and Dragons group ages ago, and one of the guys was TERRIFIED of cats. The moment he sees one he freezes up and can barely breathe. Said guy is almost seven feet tall and solid wall of muscle. Whenever he came over I’d put the cats in the bedroom and chill out with a book because my cats don’t like being shut away without one of us.
One of my cats was pawing at the door and meowing loudly, an indication she REALLY needs to use the litter box. I let her out and decide, hey, I’m hungry, and decide to the kitchen. I forgot to shut the bedroom door.
Next thing I hear is the group going completely silent. My husband very calmly asks me to come over and help him gather our two cats up. I go over to where the group is and my black cat, Cacoa, is rubbing up against the guy’s leg, purring, and doing her “let me on your lap” meow. The other cat, Jasper, is sitting at the window, chilling out. I go over and pick up Cacoa and tell the big dude she’s harmless, loves laps, and would be thrilled if he pet her. Very slowly he touches my cat’s face, and she leans right into his hand. He then pets her back and sighs because she’s really soft and purring like mad. After a few minutes he asks how to pick her up and if it’s okay if she sits on his lap.
He spent the next six hours spoiling my cat. The next week he showed up with cat treats and toys because he fell in love with the cats. He told me he was doing some research on house cats, and even talked to a vet about them. A couple months later he adopted two cats and was as thrilled and excited as a new parent.
My heart omg.
i lived, bitch
i laughed, bitch
i loved, bïtch
I ain’t never gunna stop loving you, bitch.
I won’t hesitate, bitch
it’s Britney, bitch
Seu Jorge speaking on the condition of black people in Brazil from the 60′s till now in the documentary City of God: 10 Years Later.
Shit hasn’t changed for Black people in Brazil because there’s never really been the Brazilian equivalent of a civil rights movement. It went from slavery, Jim Crow-esque laws, to then all of a sudden the Brazilian government deciding to embrace itself as a “rainbow nation” and pretend like racism there was never a thing, as if Brazil hasn’t been spending decades tryna erase black people through any means necessary including by allowing an increase number of Europeans to migrate to Brazil in the hopes of whitening the population. It’s crazy, any time a black person in Brazil even tries to mention racism, they’re shut down so quickly with this “rainbow nation” bullshit. If you want to get a better understanding of the current state of black people in Brazil, I’d recommend the PBS documentary series “Black in Latin America” which has an episode that discusses all of this.