this tornado loves you!

oh, had i a golden thread

[tragedycommons]

june, 19. xe/they. restarting on this website with a new account <3 🌞

disabled transsexual. mixed white + filipino jew. free palestine. transmisogynists & "transandrophobia" truthers can fuck off.

usually don't trigger tag posts but i will if you want. ask me for an image description if i've forgotten one. do not reblog personal posts without asking or i will block you. minors please block #nsft

[tragedycommons]

the new yarn i bought recently :-)

[tragedycommons]

confess something interesting to me on anon i'm deathly nosy

[askboxmemes]

I wanna know what people assume about me because of my tumblr.

Put an assumption in my ask. I’ll confirm or dispute it. I’m not gonna be mean or anything, I’m just very interested.

[tragedycommons]

i was really getting drawn and quartered by multiple white trans guys last fall huh

[fluoresensitives]

can we please be feminists again.

[peachyjude]

seeing the “following ✅” icon in ur notifs every so often like and i will wait for the next time u want me… like a dog w a bird at ur door…

[drtrinitysantos]

the kids are calling them "stone fruits." they start off small—think cherries. then they're hooked and they need a quick fix, they get peaches, maybe some nectarines. it's all they can think about. before you know it, they're trying the really hard stuff—apricots, plums. once they taste a mango there's no going back.

[tragedycommons]

an antique mall in las vegas' art district

[vintageandroid]

i made a post like this before but I can't find it now. so. I'll just redo it.

What's the first "big news story" you remember from when you were a kid?

It's something I love to ask mixed-aged groups sometimes because I think it's really interesting to see the responses. I've gotten answers from the Olympics of [whatever year] to Watergate to more recent stuff from my niblings.

My first news thing I remember is the OJ Simpson trial. I vaguely remember watching the news with my grandparents before that, but that's the first story I remember, in part because my second grade teacher had us go play so she could watch the verdict 😂

[cupofmeat]

“Veil of Morris Wey”, Vladimir Dunjić.

[tragedycommons]

la tienda vintage & goods/chops barbershop & shave parlor, las vegas

[cosmonautroger]

Amy Winehouse, Fuck Me Pumps, 2004

[tragedycommons]

what the fuck are you mowing for the past half hour this is an apartment building in the desert

[wiigiwaamcore]

european white gentile cottagecore enthusiasts when someone mentions the percentage of the eastern european countryside that used to be jewish before wwii.........

[wiigiwaamcore]

this is the michael chabon essay i mentioned in tags (this is also the origin story for his book The Yiddish Policemen's Union

In this Europe the millions of Jews who were never killed produced grand-children, and great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren. The countryside retains large pockets of country people whose first language is still Yiddish, and in the cities there are many more for whom Yiddish is the language of kitchen and family, of theater and poetry and scholarship. A surprisingly large number of these people are my relations. I can go visit them, the way Irish Americans I know are always visiting second and third cousins in Galway or Cork, sleeping in their strange beds, eating their strange food, and looking just like them. Imagine. Perhaps one of my cousins might take me to visit the house where my father's mother was born, or to the school in Vilna that my grandfather's grandfather attended with the boy Abraham Cahan. For my relatives, though they will doubtless know at least some English, I will want to trot out a few appropriate Yiddish phrases, more than anything as a way of reestablishing the tenuous connection between us; in this world Yiddish is not, as it is in ours, a tin can with no tin can on the other end of the string. Here, though I can get by without them, I will be glad to have the Weinreichs along. Who knows but that visting some remote Polish backwater I may be compelled to visit a dentist to whom I will want to cry out, having found the appropriate number (1447), eer TOOT meer VAY! What is this Europe like, with its twenty-five, thirty, or thirty-five million Jews? Are they tolerated, despised, ignored by, or merely indistinguishable from their fellow modern Europeans? What is the world like, never having felt the need to create an Israel, that hard bit of grit in the socket that hinges Africa to Asia? What does it mean to originate from a place, from a world, from a culture that no longer exists, and from a language that may die in this generation? What phrases would I need to know in order to speak to those millions of unborn phantoms to whom I belong? Just what am I supposed to do with this book?

[monstrous-femme]

as a regular donor to Gaza Soup Kitchen I get their email updates, and they said today that while they've continued to be able to expand, donations are slowing down as Gaza gets less coverage. If you have a few dollars to spare, I encourage you to send them here to continue the amazing work that Hani and his team are doing.

[thomasmartinnutt]

Yoko Ono. A Hole to See the Sky Through, 1971