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beafraidandhappy

jacobblackredemptionblog

the accuracy HURTS

acodd

avtavr

tchalacreative

“I suddenly realized that we were on borrowed time, that time is always borrowed, and that the lending agency exacts its premium precisely when we are least prepared to pay and need to borrow more.” - Call me by your name - Andre Aciman

Call me by your name -2017

explicitcherry

viinnttaaggee

the ability to sit down with another person and talk for hours about anything and everything is more attractive to me than anything else

glumshoe

Some guy called the park today and asked if we have any outdoor snow activities coming up.

“We should soon,” I said, “Weather permitting.”

“‘Weather permitting’?” he asked. “Can you clarify what you mean by that?”

“I mean... provided it gets cold enough,” I said.

“And why is that necessary?”

“Because... snow... melts?”

glumshoe

back in September I kept getting calls from people wanting me to make the monarch butterfly migration happen for their weekend picnics

sir I do not have the powers you expect from me

madameocotillo

Working in a museum w/ a planetarium, we will often have public programs for big anniversaries like the 50th of Apollo 11, as well as for larger astronomical events like eclipses.

Some years back we had a viewing party for a total lunar eclipse that happened to occur in the hours before daybreak, and in the weeks before it happened the planetarium director had to field calls & social media messages left and right from guests FURIOUSLY demanding that we be more considerate of their schedules and move the event to a more reasonable hour of the day.

It seriously the tested the patience of this woman after she had to explain for the umpteenth time, while she understood their concerns about getting to the museum at 5am, rescheduling the orbits of the Earth & Moon was just a tad out of her control.

glumshoe

GOOD LORD.

It’s funny, ‘cause the children I used to teach at summer camp seemed to readily understand that I couldn’t magically conjure an octopus or an orca, and that sightings of those things were up to both chance and perceptiveness. But The Public is different, and often more demanding than Actual Children.

losttomyownself

weltenwellen

Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping

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Jesus.

tethmos-deactivated20180313

Look at this, and remember it next time someone says that the gay community survived the AIDS epidemic.

We didn’t survive, we started over. We lost all but an entire generation.

optimysticals

This is what “we survived Reagan, you’ll survive Trump” looks like. No, we didn’t.

avanillaopus

“You think any of it matters? The lights on the Christmas tree, falling in love, pressing your thumb into your forearm with so much force that it leaves behind a bruise? I laugh in the face of every new day as soon as the moon disappears and the sun tries to take its place. I chew on the skin around my jagged fingernails and try not to scream at everyone that passes me by. Because what’s the point of any of it? What’s the point of the violet bruises, the cathedrals, the retching and the gift boxes and the way her eyes light up when she looks at his face? It isn’t going to save me, it’s not going to save you either. My body aches and it’s brimming with repressed screams in every colour and I want to tell him that loving me didn’t help me, it made me want to kill myself even more.”

— h.w

avanillaopus

“There’s this stupid saying about not getting thick skin without being burned. I never cared for sayings like that until I met you. Maybe it was that ever-burning furnace ablaze inside of you- the fire constantly burning in the hearth of your stomach- that made you unable to feel the softest touch; unable to be completely yourself, awake in your own skin. I always keep my bedroom window open when I sleep now. It reminds me of what it felt like to have you sleeping next to me, just infinitely colder.”

— h.w