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deanwinchesterapologist

just found out you can do more than one thing each day. i was just doing the one

Sintra, Portugal

This is to inform you that I didn’t die young.

Jim Harrison, Barking

#w #jim harrison

milliebobbyflay

people like saying community when they mean demographic

txttletale

When turning to trans communities, I should first clarify that what I have in mind is not any one entity called ‘the transgender community’. The notion of a unified community is one mostly appealing to career politicians, who are fond of imagining they might be able to interact with an entire tier of potential voters, through taking a single ‘representative’ out for lunch. In reality, trans people are prised apart and mutually alienated in much the same way as any other group: differences in class, race or ethnicity, and gender position still ensure that even a pair of trans people in the same city might be unlikely on various grounds to even meet.

—Jules Joanne Gleeson, How Do Gender Transitions Happen?

kaygarde

Dragon tiles

#sick as fuckkkkkkk #a

sorrrowfull

#a #cats

soracities

Marjane Satrapi, Persepolis

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meanbuddhist

i want freedom i want freedom i want freedom *is granted freedom* noooooo my attachments

#verrryyyy feeling this rn #ab

lucydacusgirl

Anyway.

Hand on my heart. Hand on my stupid heart.

#w #cameron awkward rich

missedstations

"Half-Light" - Frank Bidart

That crazy drunken night I maneuvered you out into a field outside of Coachella—I’d never seen a sky so full of stars, as if the dirt of our lives still were sprinkled with glistening white shells from the ancient seabed beneath us that receded long ago. Parallel. We lay in parallel furrows. —That suffocated, fearful look on your face. Jim, yesterday I heard your wife on the phone tell me you died almost nine months ago. Jim, now we cannot ever. Bitter that we cannot ever have the conversation that in nature and alive we never had. Now not ever. We have not spoken in years. I thought perhaps at ninety or a hundred, two broken-down old men, we wouldn’t give a damn, and find speech. When I tell you that all the years we were undergraduates I was madly in love with you you say you knew. I say I knew you knew. You say There was no place in nature we could meet. You say this as if you need me to admit something. No place in nature, given our natures. Or is this warning? I say what is happening now is happening only because one of us is dead. You laugh and say, Or both of us! Our words will be weirdly jolly. That light I now envy exists only on this page.

#screams.#w #frank bidart