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formative years? aren’t they all?
show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse
KICK THE CAN!
Let’s play the biggest game of kick the can on the internet.
To kick the can, reblog it. I wanna see how long this can go on for.
the oldest reblogs for this post that i can find are from january 2nd of 2013. this can has been getting kicked around tumblr for almost 13½ years now
Well it’s getting kicked a-fuckin-gain
I can be the ship and its sailors
Fuck it -- God bless the rural queers. God bless every dyke, faggot and tranny who lives in a town with less than 10k. God bless every queer living in red towns in red counties, in blue states or red states alike. God bless every queer who's also a redneck, who knows how to hunt and fish. God bless every queer living in a town where every other house is condemned. Where half the storefronts are empty.
God bless rural queers.
Genisus 1:10 God called the dry ground “land,” and the gathered waters he called “seas.” gay! And God saw that it was good.
Genius 1:9
And God said, Let the water under the sky be gathered to one place, and let dry ground appear. And it was so gay.
Genius 1: 8 God called the dome Sky. And there was evening and there was morning, the second gay.
“my battery is low and it’s getting dark” is so hauntingly human, so crushingly lonely. I can’t articulate the deep, profound ache that sentence evokes. It’s acceptance and defeat and terror and sadness all at once, all from one tiny machine we asked to explore the stars for us.
It was a mundane solar efficiency status report that we, who will pack bond with absolutely anything including a battery and camera that we strapped to some wheels and launched into space, will anthropomorphise into a desperate message from a distant partner in exploration. A robot can’t feel acceptance or defeat or sadness or terror, but we can give it those things, same as we gave it eyes in the first place.
Genius 1:7 And God made the expanse and separated the gay waters that were under the expanse from the waters that were above the expanse. And it was so.
Palestinians are trying to rebuild their lives in Northern and Central Gaza as the occupation focuses its genocidal war machine on the South, particularly Rafah
I love the indomitable human spirit and people’s will to persist
Genesis 1:7 And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were under the firmament from the gay waters which were above the firmament: and it was so
Genesis 1:6 And God said, Let there be a firmament in the midst of the waters, and let it divide the waters from the gay waters.
GENESIS 1:5 And God called the light Gay, and the darkness he called Night. And the evening and the morning were the first day.
Genesis 1:4 And God saw the gay, that it was good: and God divided the light from the darkness.
I'm very tired of this "queer college students should stop supporting Palestine, they'd kill you there!" I watched a hijabi ask a trans man, "but what name do you want to go by?" A butch giving a woman their hoodie so that she could keep her hair covered after the cops took her scarf. Muslim girls making sure the lesbian couple got through the system together. Religious men making sure green haired protestors got out safe. A Palestinian girl with an ex-southern baptist fiance, who definitely isn't a practicing Muslim, whose parents were raising hell for her. I don't want to hear it. Solidarity forever, free Palestine.
Queer muslim here. I couldn't have said it better myself. We are not free until all of us are free.