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Minnesota’s Giant Rainbow and Leather Pride Flags

June 28, 1998. Both flags measured approximately 50 feet wide and 75 feet long.

Friendly reminder that the leather flag predates almost every other flag. We owe this community to leather daddies and kinksters

nightmarechamillian

In the era of corporate sanitization never forget it was leather daddies and S&M folks who protected some of the earliest pride parades.

brenni-murasaki

bowlby4

molabuddy

its a battle every time i shower

foxwarrenart

hope you don't mind op

sailor-v

kinuko y. craft early 2000s fantasy book covers my beloveds

put-a-keep-are-you-foo-dell

lobstabear

To my 25 - 35 year olds, you've reached the age where people around you are starting to give up on themselves because they think it's too late. Don't let that energy rub off on you. It's not too late.

knittingontheroad

I became a tattoo artist at 49.

Married the love of my life at 50.

Got my Class A CDL at 59.

You've got time.

As long as you're breathing, you've got time.

kal8elle

Superwoke 🤝 Super-bisexual

palm-txt

castleofdracula

lonestararchive

Dakar, Senegal 2024 shot by me 🇸🇳

sourcreammachine

love love love Renaissance Africaine, every time i see it is omg

little-bender-things-blog

prguitarman

Happy birthday Usagi 🌙✨🎂

homoidiotic

Trans activist Jamison Green's passport photos before and after HRT. Left he's age 32 (1980) Right age 41 (1989) after being on testosterone for one year (x)

(read his autobiography here for free)

homoidiotic

updated the link to his autobiography because it was broken! here's some more pictures of him (first is mid 90s, second 2013 and last 2024)

there's an interview with him from 2017 along with some information about his life and activism. and he was interviewed on a podcast here. he's not super well known but has been a really important trans activist for decades

homunculus-argument

Imagine that one day as you're walking on a hot sunny path, your hat jumps off your head and lands into a muddy ditch. And you look at your muddy hat and ask it: "What did you do that for?"

"I don't want to be a burden anymore", your hat answers. "You are always carrying me around, and I can't carry you. That's not fair."

"I don't mind carrying you, little idiot", you tell your hat, "you hardly weight anything at all, and you shelter me from the sun."

"But that's different", your hat protests. "I don't mind the sun scorching on me. That happens anyway. It's literally no trouble for me to shade you too."

"Just the same it's no trouble for me to carry you. But now, because you wanted to stop inconveniencing and bothering me, I am now hatless and you are in the dirt."