Tired And Over Caffiated

They/them chaotic bastard

[shitpostinguniverse]

[paige-mackenzie-memes]

[tired-and-oc]

hey, you, yeah you. the one going through this. fuck you 🫶

[thememedaddy]

[destructionfanq]

reblog to blow up a transphobe

[valtsv]

the author's barely disguised open wound splattered livid and filthy across everything they create

[tired-and-oc]

i mean, can you ever create without leaving traces of yourself? even pottery has fragments of your dna in it

[nerdreamer]

[gaylienz]

happy PRIDE i’m here i’m queer and i believe the land should be given back to the proper indigenous stewards.

[gaylienz]

Non-Natives reblogging this are great and wonderful

[lierdumoa]

Please remember that "land back" does not mean "indigenous people are mystical elves with innate epigenetic wisdom of land stewardship and they don't belong in big cities," nor does it mean "non-indigenous people can't be farmers." What it DOES mean is that "non-indigenous farmers should be paying the equivalent of property taxes to the native governments their land was stolen from." It means, "there's a great deal of indigenous scholarship on sustainable agricultural practices that farmers should be taking into account, because indigenous agriculture was more advanced than European agriculture at the time Europe invaded the Americas and western agriculture *still* hasn't caught up in terms of figuring out how to produce equivalently high crop yields without compromising the ecosystem." It means, "non-indigenous farmers should be in an intellectual discourse with indigenous agricultural scientists and indigenous peoples that still do traditional farming, figuring how to repair the damage western farming practices have done to the ecosystem."

[red-dead-revival]

It also means that indigenous peoples should regain the right to sustain themselves on the land according to the practices they want, and they should have free reign to perform their cultural practices and protect their holy sites, as opposed to the current model where if they try to honor their dead on public lands they get violently removed.

[bogleech]

People also get angry at this concept thinking it'd mean non-native people getting mass evicted from their homes but 1) your home is already owned by a bank or big business or government, the difference would mainly be who you're now paying rent to and 2) most of the land in America isn't residential anyway.

This topic isn't about your house that you're already struggling to pay for, it's about thousands of miles of the planet rotting away under the monopoly of big agriculture and oil, but hypothetically speaking I think a local tribe would treat you a shitload better than whatever inhuman real estate brand you're already at the mercy of.

[sawasawako-archived]

idc anymore i think we should be a burden to each other

[sawasawako-archived]

and yes this includes a certain degree of tolerance for emotional burden, all else being equal. my love for you, and loyalty to you, is not dependent on how easy you make it for me to love you. i don’t value you for how little trouble you cause me. i want to learn how to take you for who you are, instead of who i want you to be or who i think you should be

[enevera]

[caffeineecold]

sometimes u will be the only person fagging it up. sometimes it'll be hard. but u gotta do it. u gotta show all the fags that fagging it up is the way. u must strive to fag it as much as possible. u have a limited time. fag it up and dyke it out

[evergreen-femme]

real

[sybilius]

My friend, it would be my privilege to love you long enough to hear you tell the same anecdotes multiple times 💚

[madamefeu]

Charlie: Did it hurt?

Vaggie: Did what hurt?

Charlie: When you fell from Heaven?

Vaggie: Charlie, they cut my fucking eye out

[nunalastor]

[notherpuppet]

When you’re trynta be cool with your crush but she’s a freaking smokeshow 😩🪦

[claybyte]

logan haters dni. he is my son but we are also the same person. like jesus.

[tired-and-oc]

hes also a literal child cut him some slack 😭

[presentlydean]

online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.