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On May 29, 2014, the issue of timemagazine magazine which proclaimed the âTransgender Tipping Pointâ was revealed with me on the cover. June 1, 2015 a year and 3 days later, Caitlyn Jennerâs vanityfair cover was revealed proclaiming #CallMeCaitlyn I am so moved by all the love and support Caitlyn is receiving. It feels like a new day, indeed, when a trans person can present her authentic self to the world for the first time and be celebrated for it so universally. Many have commented on how gorgeous Caitlyn looks in her photos, how she is âslaying for the Gods.â I must echo these comments in the vernacular, âYasss Gawd! Werk Caitlyn! Get it!â But this has made me reflect critically on my own desires to âwork a photo shootâ, to serve up various forms of glamour, power, sexiness, body affirming, racially empowering images of the various sides of my black, trans womanhood. I love working a photo shoot and creating inspiring images for my fans, for the world and above all for myself. But I also hope that it is my talent, my intelligence, my heart and spirit that most captivate, inspire, move and encourage folks to think more critically about the world around them. Yes, Caitlyn looks amazing and is beautiful but what I think is most beautiful about her is her heart and soul, the ways she has allowed the world into her vulnerabilities. The love and devotion she has for her family and that they have for her. Her courage to move past denial into her truth so publicly. These things are beyond beautiful to me. A year ago when my Time magazine cover came out I saw posts from many trans folks saying that I am âdrop dead gorgeousâ and that that doesnât represent most trans people. (It was news to be that I am drop dead gorgeous but Iâll certainly take it). But what I think they meant is that in certain lighting, at certain angles I am able to embody certain cisnormative beauty standards. Now, there are many trans folks because of genetics and/or lack of material access who will never be able to embody these standards. More importantly many trans folks donât want to embody them and we shouldnât have to to be seen as ourselves and respected as ourselves . It is important to note that these standards are also infomed by race, class and ability among other intersections. I have always been aware that I can never represent all trans people. No one or two or three trans people can. This is why we need diverse media representstions of trans folks to multiply trans narratives in the media and depict our beautiful diversities. I started #TransIsBeautiful as a way to celebrate all those things that make trans folks uniquely trans, those things that donât necessarily align with cisnormative beauty standards. For me it is necessary everyday to celebrate every aspect of myself especially those things about myself that donât align with other peopleâs ideas about what is beautiful. #TransIsBeautiful is about, whether youâre trans or not, celebrating all those things that make us uniquely ourselves. Most trans folks donât have the privileges Caitlyn and I have now have. It is those trans folks we must continue to lift up, get them access to healthcare, jobs, housing, safe streets, safe schools and homes for our young people. We must lift up the stories of those most at risk, statistically trans people of color who are poor and working class. I have hoped over the past few years that the incredible love I have received from the public can translate to the lives of all trans folks. Trans folks of all races, gender expressions, ability, sexual orientations, classes, immigration status, employment status, transition status, genital status etc.. I hope, as I know Caitlyn does, that the love she is receiving can translate into changing hearts and minds about who all trans people are as well as shifting public policies to fully support the lives and well being of all of us. The struggle continuesâŠ
Last week Wednesday, April 29, about a dozen people came out for an impromptu rally for Okinawa and Hawaiʻi in protest of U.S. military bases on both archipelagos.
âWeÊ»re here out of kuleana; out of Aloha Ê»Äina for Okinawa, for HawaiÊ»i, for the honor of our ancestors, as well as for future generations,â said progressive public educator, peace activist, musician and community organizer Pete Shimazaki Doktor. âHawaiÊ»i and Okinawa have such similarities, including that both are island nations still occupied by their colonizers, still sustaining disrespect and disregard by their respective national governments. We must unite along with other indigenous peoples oppressed by similar military occupations worldwide in our collective efforts for justice, peace and self-determination.â
Both Japan and the U.S. are pushing for a military port to be built on the reef area of the Henoko coastal district of Nago, northern Okinawa Island. The base would replace the current facility at Futenma, also on Okinawaâs main island. But protestors insist that the coastal area near Henoko is an important source of food for the neighboring communities of Henoko and Takae, and that the area also contains endangered species including dugong.
âElected officials are not representing the will of the people, thus the people have to raise our voices and defend our communities from militarism,â said Doktor. âFrom Henoko to Mauna Kea, Jeju to West Papua, Tibet to Guam, and so on: indigenous peoples are answering the kÄhea worldwideâand we are united.â
Anyone wanna buy some clothes from me? Iâm going out of the country and then moving soon so Iâm trying to sell some stuff. Iâm 34" on top and size 6 butt. Generally, tops are size S and bottoms are size M.
$5 for each item plus shipping. The navy white striped dress is $10.
Send me a msg if youâre interested.
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Iâve sold the Beastie Boys shirt, the maroon tee, the bright blue cardigan, the Dear Landlord shirt, and the Defiance, Ohio shirt.
Anyone wanna buy some clothes from me? I'm going out of the country and then moving soon so I'm trying to sell some stuff. I'm 34" on top and size 6 butt. Generally, tops are size S and bottoms are size M. $5 for each item plus shipping. The navy white striped dress is $10. Send me a msg if you're interested.
What are the signs of emotional abuse?
Abusive Expectations - Makes impossible demands, requires constant attention, and constantly criticizes.
Aggressing - Name calling, accusing, blames, threatens or gives orders, and often disguised as a judgmental âI know bestâ or âhelpingâ attitude.
Constant Chaos - Deliberately starts arguments with you or others. May treat you well in front of others, but changes when youâre alone.
Rejecting - Refusing to acknowledge a personâs value, worth or presence. Communicating that they useless or inferior or devaluing their thoughts and feelings.
Denying - Denies personal needs (especially when need is greatest) with the intent of causing hurt or as punishment. Uses silent treatment as punishment. Denies certain events happened or things that were said. Denies your perceptions, memory and sanity by disallowing any viewpoints other than their own which causes self-doubt, confusion, and loss of self-esteem.
Degrading - Any behavior that diminishes the identity, worth or dignity of the person such as: name-calling, mocking, teasing, insulting, ridiculing,
Emotional Blackmail - Uses guilt, compassion, or fear to get what they want.
Terrorizing - Inducing intense fear or terror in a person, by threats or coercion.
Invalidation - Attempts to distort your perception of the world by refusing to acknowledge your personal reality. Says that your emotions and perceptions arenât real and shouldnât be trusted.
Isolating - Reducing or restricting freedom and normal contact with others.
Corrupting - Convincing a person to accept and engage in illegal activities.
Exploiting - Using a person for advantage or profit.
Minimizing - A less extreme form of denial that trivializes something youâve expressed as unimportant or inconsequential.
Unpredictable Responses - Gets angry and upset in a situation that would normally not warrant a response. You walk around on eggshells to avoid any unnecessary drama over innocent comments you make. Drastic mood swings and outbursts.
Gaslighting - A form of psychological abuse involving the manipulation of situations or events that cause a person to be confused or to doubt their perception and memories. Gaslighting causes victims to constantly second-guess themselves and wonder if theyâre losing their minds.
Love, Salem
Be aware both of when others do this to you AND when you do this to others. The vast majority of people who use these tactics donât recognize their own actions as abusive.
Relationships arenât permanent and they should never be all-consuming. All-consuming relationships are a recipe for losing oneself. Relationships are fragile after all. How quickly you can go from being someoneâs everything to their nothing. Itâs far better to remember no one person can ever be our everything, which means losing someone doesnât mean we return to nothing. The romance myth tells us we should hold onto love because there is nobody else in the world who will love us again. This isnât true. Remember what it was like to love and be loved, even if it was only for a few minutes. Remember that just because something is over doesnât mean it was any less real. And remember that even a ring doesnât make anything less broken. People arenât homes. You canât buy them or own them. You canât renovate them to be whatever you want or need according to your changing desire or expectations. You canât dump your shit all over their interior. You canât expect them to wait around to comfort your each and every insecurity. People arenât backup plans or getawaysâŠthey exist in the present. They exist and serve many roles and purposes besides being a supporting character in our stories. And we exist outside of playing a supportive character in theirs.
SUEY PARK DROPPING THRUTS IN THE ARTICLE âYOU CANT MAKE HOMES OUT OF HUMAN BEINGSâ REFERRING TO THE POEM âFOR WOMEN WHO ARE DIFFICULT TO LOVEâ BY WARSAN SHIRE http://sueypark.com/2014/06/17/you-cant-make-homes-out-of-human-beings/Â (via outsideparenthesis)
I havenât been on here in so long. I havenât let myself log on because I want to try and do something âproductiveâ with my time instead but I always feel connected to people in a weird way on here more than on Facebook or whatever shit. And thatâs nice when I donât feel like I am getting enough interaction with people IRL. I miss it. HI
Sometimes you just gotta cover new Menzingers songs with your friends.
"Where Your Heartache Exists"
What Fun Would It Be If We Hadn't Fucked Up?
do you remember
the things we had before we knew what pretense was
before the jaded bitterness came through our throats
and closed our eyes
there was nothing noble in what we did
just a couple of lost kids
when the lights went downâŠ
do you know that this saved my life?
and thatâs something that can never be changed
do you know that i held this through everything
you showed me something beautiful
do you recall
the way the leaves hit in fall
when we were bouncing in the joy of what we made
or maybe just the simple day
ânothing will ever be like it was,â
i tell myself over and over, to get used to the idea.
but what fun would it be if we hadnât fucked up?
when the lights went downâŠ
do you know that this saved my life?
and thatâs something that can never be changed
do you know that i held this through everything
i just want you to know
in the darkness of the mistakes we canât take back.
and all the ugly monsters that just wonât go away.
there is nothing more sacred than the truth,
and what we take from it.
i just want you to know that you are beautiful.
drunk punks and cynicism
is it a crime to try and inspire you?
because we get so downÂ
that it all becomes about
how easily we can forgetÂ
the past, present, future.
fucking everything slamming across the board
with no mercy for whatâs in store
black out and pray that we wonât wake up
without our hand on a glass
with a couple of bloody teeth on the table
in the stench of our own waste
am i the only one who sees a problem with
the tv, the screens, the radio
constantly barraging us with a way to forget
and tune out.
if youâre not happy then you can pop a pill, now
if youâre not happy then you can buy a face, now
itâs just another way to keep us from thinking
fucking
critically
because the second that we realize that we donât need it
means that theyâre not receiving
stocks, brokes, checks, loans
their keys to a million dollar vacation home
i know the feeling of staring up at the ceiling in your grey-walled room.
and the heat of being in-between nothing as it swells around you.
the memories of things that you try to make meaningful give you
a dusty root that slowly fades
of all the things that got away
i found it hard to get out of bed these days
as the dust came up
i just canât make this into something withÂ
no one
nothing
to turn to and laugh with
but what else is there?
what else, what else?
remember the feeling you get from the things that make you feel
like there is something inside of yourself.
remember the feeling you get that you know is you,Â
no matter what changes.
hold onto it like itâs the last thing youâll ever feel.
because i canât stand the drunk punks,
who get so down
that it all becomes about
how easily they can forget
the past
present
future
insecurities stretched thin, paper thin
until no one else can get in
because thereâs nothing to find out
A short memory
I love the Gorilla Biscuits. The one time I saw them, which was at a Rev showcase in Chicago last year, was one of the best shows of my life. Iâve loved this band for a long time and have lots of feelings attached to them so naturally, the night was going to be magical no matter what. I always cry when I see bands that I love a lot. Without fail. Itâs actually kind of pathetic because itâs always one of those messed up face cries that you do when you think no oneâs looking⊠I donât know, I just only care about music, okay?! But anyway, I cried way worse than ever before when I saw Gorilla Biscuits. I canât name why, exactly. After a sweaty sliding of grinning idiots singing and dancing together for forty-five minutes ended, Walter from GB came up to everybody standing near the front of the stage and one by one shook everybodyâs hand and thanked them for coming⊠And it sounds corny, but it was one of the most sincere thank youâs I think Iâve ever received in my life. Just the fact that he went out of his way to do it⊠And the emotion in his thank you that reflected the immensity that everyone at the show seemed to be feeling, broke my heart. For some reason that very instant, I just started crying and had to leave, embarrassingly avoid my friends and shut myself in a bathroom stall for a good five minutes. I think a lot of it was, like I said before, the fact that I put so much of myself into punk music, specifically, and often feel like itâs the only thing I have⊠When I connect with someone I donât even know because of this music in what seems like such an open and unspeakable manner, I get emotional. Secondly, I think it was also the fact that the dudes in Gorilla Biscuits are what, in their 40âs? And no matter the fact that they donât make music anymore as GB, you can tell that they still feel the legacy of it in the way that the audience does⊠Theyâre all still punks. Some tattooers, some vegan, straight edge⊠No matter any label, theyâre questioning of the world around them, not caring what it thinks of them. It seems to me, at least. They donât care that theyâre fucking 40 and even if theyâve got a community of punk friends, still, the world undeniably and harshly crushes âliving against the grainâ once you get that age. There are some people in hardcore who have given me a hard time or havenât accepted me over the years because I donât listen to only hardcore, or because I refuse to separate âpunkâ from âhardcoreâ in my mind. All the little shit that doesnât matter at all. I wish I could show them what I see in Gorilla Biscuits. A band that never had a gimmick, that was undeniably themselves whether they fit in or not, that never cared to look like âcool guys.â Dorks of hardcore, joyous, adventurous, questioning, unapologetic. Celebrating the corniness in the idealism of punk that brings us all here in the first place. I feel like there is an extreme lack of this spirit in hardcore right nowâmost people I meet seem concerned with their niche and thatâs it. And bands seem to care so much that they cater to certain peoples tastes. Iâm not delusional; I know there will never be a time when every band is a good band. And I donât think that would be fun, anyway. But boy, do I wish there were more bandsâand just peopleâwho, when feeling caught up in trivial shit would just listen to Gorilla Biscuits in their headphones and be like, âman, this is it.â Now I can take this spirit and make something of my own with it, something even better.
Maybe Iâll do the same.
Thanks, GB.
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1.) Make lists: Think of errands you need to do as well as short term goals youâd like to accomplish.
2.) Check off items from your list: Doing this shows youâve accomplished something. No matter how small. The physical act of crossing off an item on a list is a nice sense of relief and...
Some very good advice from my friend Jono that everyone I know could benefit from.
The NSA âis gathering nearly 5 billion records a day on the whereabouts of cellphones around the world.â (Washington Post)
Join us in protesting the National Security Agencyâs wide-ranging invasion of privacy.
Take action â
So, a couple months ago I finally finished this documentary for Mixtapes which took about... a solid two to three months of nonstop worktime beforehand. It was a project I was not ready to take on (I had no fucking clue how to make a documentary going into this, which was my main problem--you need a plan) with no tangible rewards but the satisfaction of creating something meaningful--which, don't get me wrong, is what I want to do with my life; I would rather have this type of satisfaction than anything else in my life, any day of the week. But this is just a lot of fucking time to spend on a little video of my band that I'm not sure if anyone will watch! It never takes nearly as much frustration, time, and tears for me to write music or anything else, which is ultimately way more satisfying for me. Anyway, all of that aside, I ended up being really proud of this. I was shooting for ten minutes and it ended up being twenty-six. And despite its flaws, I feel like it gives a pretty good look into the weird humor that is our band but also how much our band means to us.Â
Sorry for corniness. But please watch this! It would mean a lot to me!