Like many before me, I have an affinity with transgender as monster metaphor. I feel the Strykerean rage, the chimeric assemblage of alien…
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we're not kids anymore.
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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Cosimo Galluzzi

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@thegardener777
Like many before me, I have an affinity with transgender as monster metaphor. I feel the Strykerean rage, the chimeric assemblage of alien…
when i was younger
four years old...
eight...
sixteen
I wanted
to be beautiful
to feel lovely
to be one of the girls
but as my body grew
all i could feel was
repulsive
revulsion
isolation
now that i’m older
i want to be at least somewhere
inbetween
like a softer
and
more subtle Frankenstein’s monster
In a universe of desire
Beinged with unique passions
Love shines like a dewy thread of worm silk in the light of an orange morning sky
The air
Cold to your bare skin
But filled with enough energy to flatten a city
Covers you as we stand before the world
Arms stretched skyward
Welcoming in the world
them
who am I in safety?
at my most comfortable to be at my most vulnerable.
I am the hope before the heartbreak.
that joy, that love.
a purple thistle called, ‘them’
it is there in that sweetness
I find that I am still me despite
I’m about to disappear into the gasping void of disappointment.
I will hold onto that hope.
it gives me anchor.
that no matter what I lose or gain,
I'm still me.
Check in
I’m here. Life is super busy. I’m happier in some ways, the same in others, sadder in others. I’m making more friends lately. It’s... different. Nice.
The book is still selling nicely. But even just as good, I found my poems I wrote at the beginning of my transition. I’ll share here. But mostly because someone I care about wants to read them. :)
Amazon.com: The Necrosopher’s Apprentice: Book One of the Blackweed Almanac eBook: Lilith Hope Milam: Kindle Store
It's fun to learn that your book is keeping people up at night 💜.
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Buy my book.
more fantasy gripes: i actually despise that the measure of whether or not you’re a good worldbuilder™ is based on how much irrelevant, extraneous detail you put into your books rather than whether or not your world is engaging, “believable” and immersive. i mean, so what if i don’t want to spend years of my life painstakingly detailing every past monarch’s favourite food or eye colour. why is that relevant?? why is that important?? what does this add to the story?? i think a lot of fantasy would be greatly improved if it wasn’t pages full of men wanking off about the boring minutiae of some local lord’s flag that will only ever appear once in the story and never again.
World building is for the author. It's fun and you can get lost in it. But it's not the story. When I edited my first draft, the first thing I took out was the unnecessary world details.
reasons why people with ADHD lie
we didn't remember what was happening and our brain made something up we only later realized wasn't true.
no one believes us when we tell the truth so it's easier to lie.
we didn't realize we were lying until the words were already out.
we have a complicated relationship to truth in that we rarely know what it is until we're told/have it affirmed to us.
We're embarrassed
we're gonna get yelled at for telling the truth anyway (because it involves some ADHD fuck-up or other)
the crushing fear of rejection we think will happen if we dont give the “correct” answer even if there is literally no wrong answer
oh. Oh
Oh.
😞
Republicans who blocked passage for years say action is too late to change U.S. Constitution.
YES
There is no actual, tangible reason why we allow people to starve, to be homeless, to suffer and die needlessly. Food is plentiful. Empty homes are plentiful. Medicine is plentiful. It’s hidden away behind constructs and we pretend those constructs mean something. There is an empty home and a homeless family, give them it. There is a sick child and common medicine to treat it, give it to them. There is a starving person and so much food wasted by corporations or hidden behind a dollar sign, feed them.
*slaps roof of car
Ho ho ho @salvationarmyusa
Fuck old white men in black robes telling women that they aren't in control of their bodies
Heilung - Interview at Wacken Winter Nights 2019
Facebook just suggested this musical group to me.
Facebook finally got something right.
HELLO????
The day has arrived!
I knew that it would eventually be VR.
To bad I'll never own a VR set.
Oh well.
G R A D I e n t city
I want to live here for eternity
Fuck yeah Camus