#sarchasm

[lilith-hazel-mathematics]

New binary just dropped: it's "the oppressor" vs "the oppressed". If you're oppressed in any way, it's impossible to oppress anyone else or have any privilege over anyone in any capacity. There's no such thing as "being aware of your privilege and using it responsibility". There's only "having it and being evil" and "not having it and being good".

[the-moon-recommends]

Todays features:

Leo Major

and

Mind Over Matter by Sarchasm

i'm a leo!! this is my star sign and my constellation and it belongs to me and nobody else! >:3 anyway i love my constellation i think its so beautiful

this song is just catchy and i love it so much and ive been listening to it on repeat. it makes me feel cool to know all the words

[purplepanda-marvel-leaks]

INSIDE OUT 2 LEAK

In 'INSIDE OUT 2', Riley will have a high security vault in her mind that holds her deepest darkest secrets…. One of them being having a crush on Lance Nightshade, one of Riley's favorite video game characters.

There will also be a SAR-CHASM in Riley's mind. A place where the emotions can yell into a chasm, and whatever they yell will be yelled back at them sarcastically.

[artbygrim]

had the absolute honor of doing the album art for sarchasm's final album, conditional love - sarchasm was one of the first DIY bands i got into and i was so sad to see them split but this one was very special for me

[esotericcarnage]

Visit Original Link

When's My Right Time Kent - Sarchasm off their self-titled album

Buy their final album!

No Time Records Sarchasm - Conditional Love Cassette - Blue - Sarchasm's final album Conditional Love on cassette tape. Much love to my favo

[punkrockmixtapes]

Listen/purchase: Song To Wash Your Hands To by Sarchasm

[surgen]

TRAUMA INCOMING !  SHE WAS QUICK WITH TYING her mess of curls into a bun atop her head before meeting the others in the ambulance bay, snapping her gloves on after tying her trauma gown on. she and grey were assigned to the first ambulance pulling in, but nothing prepared her for what she’d see when those doors flew open.  ❛     MOTHER  ?    ❜  there, with her hands literally inside the poor girl they were transporting was the one and only dr. elizabeth corday.   had she missed a call  ?  an email perhaps  ?   she was SHOCKED nonetheless and the surprise was evident in the squeak of her voice as they rushed inside.   ❛    what on earth are you doing here  ?  when did you get here ?  why didn’t you CALL and how the HELL did you get mixed up in this ?  ❜  she pauses, a stern on my count before they transferred the patient and got to work, her gaze moving to her mother expectantly.   ❛   well  ?   ❜

@sarchasm​   ft  .   elizabeth corday . 

[voteno]

&.    @sarchasm​    prompted:    ❝    well,    that’s    it.    now    you    know    everything.    ❞   ...    from    esme    ???

    the    anger    that    had    been    RADIATING    from    her    had    all    but    dulled    --    her    shoulders    sagging    as    the    argument    that    echoed    through    the    halls    faded    into    nothingness.    she    didn’t    need    an    EMPATHIC    nature    to    feel    the    waves    of    pain    that    rolled    from    esme’s    form    like    it    had    been    a    storm    filled    night.    her    past    was    as    tortured    as    the    last    dusk    rosalie    spent    with    life    in    her    lungs    --    &    she    never    UNDERSTOOD    how    much    until    the    details    were    finally    coloring    the    pages    once    black    &    white    with    crimson.    a    cautionary    step    is    taken    forward,    there    was    something    so    beautiful    about    the    compassion    that    esme    was    able    to    MAINTAIN    --    it    was    not    something    that    rosalie    found    herself    understanding,    but    was    appreciative    all    the    same.    she    wasn’t    grateful    to    carlisle    for    giving    her    this    life,    but    she    did    hold    gratitude    for    the    family    that    had    WELCOMED    her    home    after    her    vengeance    was    served.    searching    the    elder    vampire’s    features,    she    finds    the    care    that    propels    her    next    few    steps    --    a    RARE    moment    of    softness    as    her    arms    wrapped    around    esme’s    back    in    search    of    providing    comfort.    ❝        thank     you     --     for     telling     me.        ❞    whispered    quietly    into    the    air,    for    allowing    her    to    find    CONNECTIONS    in    the    pool    of    grief    that    was    capable    of    drowning    her,    &    more    importantly    for    giving    her    strength    when    her    own    FALTERED    as    her    emotions    swept    over    &    took    sense    away.