Emily LaBarge, from her essay The Schedule of Loss, as featured in Granta Magazine
Read the whole essay and I. Am. Blown. Away.
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Emily LaBarge, from her essay The Schedule of Loss, as featured in Granta Magazine
Read the whole essay and I. Am. Blown. Away.
“I hope you miss me, though I could scarcely (even in the cause of vanity) wish you to miss me as much as I miss you, for that hurts too much, but what I do hope is that I’ve left some sort of a little blank which won’t be filled till I come back. I bear you a grudge for spoiling me for everybody’s else companionship, it is too bad.” ― Vita Sackville-West
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i always mean it when i say i love you btw
‘but thats a stranger you dont know’ and i love them. i love that they exist and i love that they passed through my life. and i love u too btw
reblog to tell your mutuals you love them for existing
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Luis Xertu (Mexican, b. 1985), Overgrown, 2020. Plants and acrylic on canvas, 180 x 180 cm
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My elderly father started talking about how frustrating he finds “the pronouns thing” and I was like. Oh no. He had such a good stand on this, he’s been they/them-ing his cishet siblings for god’s sake! Is he regressing?? And he was talking about how difficult it is to remember, and how onerous it feels to expect strangers to keep track of it, and I’m like oh no oh no.
Then he says, “I mean, the problem isn’t the gender thing. The problem is four words: she, her, he, and him. We got rid of stewardess and turned it into flight attendant. It doesn’t matter if the flight attendant is a man or woman, so we got rid of it. We just need to get rid of those. I don’t need to know.”
“You don’t need to know… people’s gender?”
“No. I don’t care, I don’t need to know, and I don’t want to remember it.”
So we can relax. It’s just a continuation of his crusade to they/them the world. He doesn’t want to remember anyone’s gender. He’s abolishing the genders.
Not scared to be myself.
Not now, not ever.
“I Think I Am In Friend-Love With You” written by and illustrated by Yumi Sakugawa, published in Sadie Magazine, 2012.
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Thanks to all of you who liked the picture of my grandmother’s backyard. Here’s her front porch, she keeps it in amazing shape with dozens of flowers and plants. She seemed touched when I told her how much I loved her home, which made it even better.
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