Sade Olutola
Product Placement
Kiana Khansmith
Kaledo Art
Claire Keane
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Andulka
Cosimo Galluzzi
Discoholic 🪩
JBB: An Artblog!
cherry valley forever
ojovivo
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
we're not kids anymore.
AnasAbdin
Cosmic Funnies
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
KIROKAZE
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@treyfqueen
Normal groceries like milk or bread or whatever running out is whatever. Just anotha day. But when stuff like salt or cooking oil or rice runs out it feels like You’re supposed to be here for me and you’re leaving. You’re just like everyone else
People are unfazed if you hate women but if you dislike dogs they assume you're a bad person
“Much of what is labeled psychiatric disease is grief that has never been expressed or properly felt, or validated. If we have unexplored trauma, then it’s likely we have unexplored grief too. Some of us need to begin a grieving process that never started in order to heal. Some of us have a life-time of grief that needs to be allowed and experienced. We can choose to challenge our culture’s fear of grief and the dark emotions and begin to heal and turn it around. Grief is subversive, undermining the quiet agreement to behave and be in control of our emotions. It is an act of protest that declares our refusal to live numb and small. There is something feral about grief, something essentially outside the ordained and sanctioned behaviors of our culture. Because of that, grief is necessary to the vitality of the soul. Contrary to our fears, grief is suffused with life-force. It is riddled with energy, an acknowledgment of the erotic coupling with another soul, whether human, animal, plant or ecosystem. It is not a state of deadness or emotional flatness. Grief is alive, wild, untamed and cannot be domesticated. It resists the demands to remain passive and still. We move in jangled, unsettled and riotous ways when grief takes hold of us. It is truly an emotion that rises from soul. – by Francis Weller, from Entering the Healing Ground: Grief, Ritual and the Soul of the World Grief, like all the other difficult and/or dark emotions often gets pathologized, but it is an important part of life, without which we would not be human. Grief need not be pathologized even if it takes a long time.”
— Monica Cassani, Grief is subversive
i’ve said it before but i wish vaginas didn’t cost money
you literally can not have a vagina without paying for it. vaginoplasty for some, period products for others, if you want to stop buying period products that’s gonna be expensive medicine or an expensive procedure, recovery from surgery requires time off work and vaginoplasty specifically requires money spent on dilators. our bodies shouldnt cost us this much on baseline. having a vagina shouldnt have such a hefty tax on it. it makes me feel like i’m in a fictional dystopia written for middle school classrooms when i think about it.
this June we're getting hot and letting no one hit
i've been phasing the phrase 'google it' out of my vocabulary and going back to 'look it up'. fuck you youve lost your generic trademark privileges
they killed him for this
Took this love and I took it down Climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills Till the landslide brought me down…
[“Telling Mabel Hampton’s history forces me to confront racism in my own relationship to her,” Joan writes, a role model for me in her own way. Her relationship with Mabel began with Mabel as the caretaker, the underpaid domestic, but somewhere along the way it became its own love story. In November 1960, Joan wrote Mabel a postcard from Basel, Switzerland. “I am going to buy a mountain here for us,” she said. “Would you like to live in the Alps?”
The story ended with Joan taking care of Mabel. As Mabel aged, losing her hearing and some of the feeling in her fingers, Joan brought her to live in her Upper West Side apartment, where she cared for her hero’s body, and also for her story, one she would tell in essays and speeches long after Mabel was gone. “The loss to me personally is too huge to even talk about even after all these years.”
Following Joan’s lead, I tend to Mabel’s story. I dig around for the moments tying her to those in the life in Harlem in the 1920s and ’30s, the cruelties they suffered at the hands of the state and the unbridled joys they found in each other’s arms. I also dig for the more intimate moments that make her my own personal hero, a lesbian who came out of hardship and rewrote the ways we can love one another, not just our Lillians but also our neighbors, strangers, transient lovers, everyone in the life. I speak Mabel’s name in the snow, those syllables a sweet something to whisper in my lover’s ear. I nod back to let Mabel know that I smile when I see her, laugh when I hear her. I want a monument on her block, funded by lesbians, but for now I will settle for this, the kiss of snowflakes and streetlamps, of lips that repeat her name back to me.
“You have lots of stories to tell, Mabel,” Joan says.
I don’t have nothing.
Another day, another interview session. Mabel changes her mind. Somebody should write about me and what I think.
What I wanted out of life was to be with a woman and stay with a woman. When you’re in this life you know everybody and everybody knows you.”]
amelia possanza, from lesbian love story: a memoir in archives, 2023
How To Get So Sopping Wet In One Easy Step
Generally I think straight men should not say faggot but this trea turner (baseball player) tweet is so fucking funny that it’s allowed I think
ok, maybe you didn't say the thing I accused you of saying - but you heavily implied it by speaking to me, someone who wants to be mad at you
gender essentialism is soooo funny bc it's like "this is what women are like" and you're like "I've met women and many of them, if not the majority, have not been like that" and it's like "well women SHOULD be like that" and you're like "why should women be like that" and its like "because that's what women are like"
so how long before we start hearing liberals saying things like “a WOMAN is going to run the CIA 😍😍😍💄👠 GIRL POWER ❤️😍❤️ my murderous spy agences will be half women or they will be bullshit, THE FUTURE OF ORCHESTRATED COUPS IS FEMALE 😤😤😤”
westerners are obsessed with the idea of happiness as if it’s a constant state of being. happiness comes in moments. you dont “achieve” happiness. you experience it along with every other emotion on the spectrum. if you spend your life chasing this constructed idea of happiness you will never even be remotely content. work on being whole and feeling everything while increasing the happy moments. stop trying to be a “happy person.” just be a person.
im extremely nosy but i dont have loose lips and thats the best combination tbh im not here to spread rumors or hurt anyone im only in it for the knowledge of everyone’s business i wont tell anybody but i NEED to possess ALL of the secrets
me hearing all the different sides of the story because everyone involved has told me directly what their take on the situation is but not saying anything and just watching it unfold like a intensely dramatically ironic shakespearean play with an audience of one (1) which is ME
