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something something bickering something something
hi! your blog is really cool! I have a concept that has stayed in my mind for a while:
Gerard Way (specifically in the I'm not ok mv and similar photoshoots) as Veronica Sawyer from heathers !
YESYESYES I WAS LITERALLY THINKING ABOUT THIS
i even prepared the photos but havent posted them yet
mcr from im not okay mv as veronica and heathers from heathers(1989)
we don't need another song about california is THE song to me. i love it so much im gonna explode
So true bb
finished my nope patch!
ok who shoved this loser in his locker
did this for art class because thats all i have time for… i havent drawn in so long i should have done warmups
I saw someone on instagram make a "blorbo of the week" charm and had to make my own version
Saw someone on Instagram make a "blorbo of the week" charm and felt inclined to make my own
I feel like the thing thats really different about the polish trans experience is that because the language is heavily gendered and asking about a persons gender is very much not normalized, now that my body looks mostly androgynous people started referring to me with grammatical forms that have never been uttered by human tongue before. Last week a woman couldn’t decide what gender I was so after trying several she settled on speaking to me in plural and infinitive
day 1324
YOU HAVE ENTERED
RADICAL SATURDAY
Today’s Friday, though.
happy 10 years of radical saturday everyone!!
It’s still Friday tho
they’re putting frank iero in saw traps
oh of course franklin fucking puppydog iero loves the dog treat-themed snacks. of course.
Interactions that probably happened in California at least once
I love this for so many reasons!
I'm reminded of a lot of women I've known over the years. Big women who could pick up a table in the pub and hold it over their heads without spilling a drop, and often did for a bet.
I remember Big Audrey, who leaned into it, who took up rugby and wiped the floor with everyone, who had four children with a man half her size who adored her. Who drank beer by the pint and many of them. Who always had a laugh and almost always had a healing broken nose, who taught little five year old Dunk - who barely came up to her hip - how to waltz.
I often remember Big Audrey when I argue online with narrow-minded idiots who try to tell me that a skeleton never lies, that you can always tell a male from a female because of the massive bones, the muscle attachment points, the sheer strength displayed.
Then I remember you can't argue with ignorance.
There's no real point to this anecdote. I just felt that Big Audrey should be remembered today. Four and a half decades after she taught me how to waltz on the empty dance floor of the social club between sets of bingo, whilst my granddad and his mate played noodly jazz on the tiny stage.
Reblogging for the lovely commentary. Big Audrey sounds lovely.
always love a good drowned sewer rat frnk~🎃