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she/her

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remember that shug and celie’s relationship was never defined, their sexualities never labeled, and their dynamic never questioned. their relationship is crucial to the story, but their being two women is hardly addressed. remember that queer representation doesn’t always have to be sad or tense or dramatic. remember that radical inclusivity looks like this. remember that you can celebrate queerness without putting anyone or anything in boxes. remember that people can just love and be loved, and there doesn’t have to be more to it

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sometimes you have to unironically do it for seymour’s fat lady so you don’t kill yourself

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THEY ARE MAKING SHITTY LOW BUDGET SHARK MOVIES AGAIN WE ARE SO BACK

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the evening light feels different here.

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you’re laughing. the voice says i’m almost out of minutes, and you’re laughing.

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You’ve heard of shower beer now get ready for…pre-shower edible and then I sit in there for 45 minutes and cry with my eyes closed

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she tomorrow on my tomorrow till tomorrow creeps in, this petty pace from day to day

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problematic sudoku solving skills gap

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[rabbiteclair]

auto immune disorders happen when the immune system ignores regulatory factors and begins attacking healthy bodily tissues, due to what scientists refer to as "sheer love of the game"

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you literally have to unironically listen to some shit like party rock anthem so you don’t kill yourself

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Happy Pride Month to those two women dancing together in the foreground of the boat scene in Godzilla (1954).

I’m sorry your romantic foibles were overshadowed by a big ass atomic lizard thing.

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out of the tags with you

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“What is this terror? What is this ecstasy? He thought to himself. What is it that fills me with this extraordinary excitement?

It is Clarissa, he said.

For there she was.”

and then she runs down the stairs and shoots peter with a gun, shouting “my name is clarissa, not mrs dalloway! i will never die!” and then she finds sally at the party and they start making out sloppy style and she and richard high five because richard is awesome and kinda into it and peter walsh fucking dies and septimus warren smith shows up and is like “sam and dean winchester made a deal with a crossroads demon to bring me back in exchange for peter” and then carry on my wayward son starts playing and the sequel starts with “the road so far…” and then

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there is homoerotic subtext everywhere for those with the eyes to see it

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one must imagine sisphyus is looking “to the void (which still isn’t answering) and build[s] spaceships anyway, and make[s] countless circlings of our lonely planet, and little excursions to our lonely moon and think[s] thoughts like these in weightless bafflement and routine awe.”

one simply must imagine sisyphus “turn[ing] back to the earth, which gleams like a spotlit mirror in a pitch-dark room, and speaking into the fuzz of our radios to the only life that appears to be there. Hello? Konnichiwa, ciao, zdraste, bonjour, do you read me, hello?”

one must imagine—

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“i asked grok” “i asked chat gpt” yeah well i asked the crow i’ve been keeping in my hollowed out chest and it said “‘zipper. toast. glass.’ it sounds like love.”