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@youveupsettits
straight men really think it’s impossible for women to have meaningful, fulfilling, romantic n sexual relationships with each other that’s why they’re constantly saying how they would be cool w their girl getting w another girl Bc they think as a man, they’re the end all be all n that there’s no way their girl could end up loving another woman as much or more
it’s so fucking irritating, like men are so self centered n think so highly of themselves
yeah fuck those straight men. Who cares that this entire post is full of shit generalizations by a retarded bitter woman who has no knowledge about how men think or what they believe regarding homosexuality. fuck em. damn straights are all the same amirite? It’s not like the vast majority of people, and therefor women, are straight and completely incapable of having meaningful romantic relationships with people of the same sex… oh wait lol
Thank god straight men fought and died for your right to have free speech you’re using it so well I’m sure your parents are proud.
what’s funny is u look exactly like how i expected u would lmfao
How can you be both fat and ugly and turn a conversation to physical appearance? lmao
no self awareness
Fat isn’t an insult and ugly is just inaccurate when describing me.
Anyways……
this is me:
and this is u:
I needed a trigger warning, a censor and an ativan to deal with the pictures of this mole rat from hell.
I literally gasped oh my god!
He looks like all the hairs from your shower drain got together and formed a person
mbgioo fikbfgk
it’s the 41 pound rat found in NY
OH LORD
You’re both ugly the only difference is that the original poster is wrong.
are u guys related?
stop adfmljk.dal
draw stick figures. sing off key. write bad poems. sew ugly clothes. run slowly. flirt clumisly. play video games on easy. you do not need to be good at something to enjoy the act. talent is overrated. do things you like doing. it’s ok to suck
jesus christ yall dont play video games on easy oh my god
You never play a video game on easy no matter how hard it is to get through.
my least favorite thing that happens on this post is people who support it- except when it comes to the thing they’re good at gamers say “never play on easy” artists say “sing off key but for the love of god no stick figures” singers say “all this but if you can’t sing keep your mouth shut” you know what? i know your type. you’re all jerks & you’re not fun to be around. have fun jacking off to the concept of superiority at your wet blanket convention. i’ll be over here actually enjoying myself
Honestly, I’m not a gamer though. I’m not a singer, I’m not an artist, nor am I good at anything but people have their own opinions. I’m just saying that as myself referring to games, it’s better to have a challenge than to just go past it without a sweat.
there are dozens of reasons why people play video games, and even if ‘for the challenge’ was the only one
what YOU define as not a challenge isn’t necessarily not a challenge to someone else
who gives a shit how hard the game is? i’ve played games just because they were beautiful or cinematic or i fell in love with the characters. i played The Last of Us on the easiest difficulty because i didn’t give a shit about the mediocre combat, i wanted to see the interactions between the characters and i wanted to experience the story. i play the dragon age series on easy difficulties because i like being a mage and having aoe spells damage your party makes the game stop being fun and just makes it irritating. this weird “frustration = fun” mentality y’all are putting out there is weirdly masochistic and that’s fine for you but don’t pretend like we have to abide by it too
I consider myself a gamer. I typically play a game on easy at least once so that I can enjoy the story with the fewest interruptions/setbacks.
I'm a gamer and I play most of my games on easy the first time through so I can enjoy the story and cinematics of it. Let people enjoy stuff the way they want to enjoy it so long as it isn't harming anyone else.
I got a new toy. :)
A very very sexy trans dude for your dashboards~!
:D
(via GIPHY)
We’ll miss you, Iwata.
i fucking hate dating nerds one single time i wore a star wars shirt to see a dude and he was like, “wow are u wearing that to impress me” and i said, “star wars episode 4 was seen by approximately 110 million people during its initial theatrical run in 1977”
Congratulations. You’re dating people who for the longest time have been putting up with bullying, mocking, and scorn for most of their lives. That kind of shit stays with people. So imagine their surprise when they see a member of the opposite sex, who I’m assuming is really attractive in comparison to most people, wear attire that reps nerd culture. Which even though is accepted by the masses (if you’re reasonably attractive) is still rare. Now I’m not saying that you’re not allowed to be scornful I’m just saying expect it and don’t be surprised when you hear it. Ok? OK.
I don’t like the tone used, but it’s still a good point, some nerds are genuinely surprised, or even scared when they see someone repping their nerd cred with a piece of clothing, or say tattoo, because they’re scared if they get too excited they’ll enevidably open themselves up, and be judged and looked down upon. And you’ve got to remember that the wide spread nature of open female nerds is relatively new, so if they’re an asshole about it, kicking ‘em to the curb is fine, but try to consider this.
This. hats off to you.
Its not that hard not to be an asshole though.
Like here’s a better thing to say if you see a girl who is wearing something that you have an interest in and want to possibly talk to or are on a date with: “Oh, you’re a Star Wars fan? That’s awesome!” or something of that nature. It’s not hard to be open and not hostile.
A lot of female nerds get shit on for “invading male space” by simply existing, and so many male nerds try to act like alphas of that space and keep their interests ‘pure’. This is a two way street, folks, if we’re gonna get into it. Yeah, there’s probably a lot of male nerds who are genuinely surprised and nervous when they see female nerds, but there are just as many - if not more - male nerds who get overtly dominant and start trying to protect their so-called sacred institutions from “fake nerd girls”.
So if a girl gets pissed at you for what you said to her - it’s likely that you came across sounding like a gatekeeper of your fandom, rather than someone who is genuinely interested in welcoming more people into that space that they can talk about whatever.
And if a girl’s response to you is to say something like “Oh, I just got into it.” / “Oh, I don’t know that much about it.” / “Well, I’ve only seen [this part/issue/version of that character]”? Or even “Oh, I just thought the shirt was really neat!”
Don’t mock them and don’t call them a “fake geek girl”.
Nerds talk about how sick they were of being bullied all their lives - then don’t be the bully when someone is new to fandom or isn’t even in it - they just think the merch is cool. If you’ve got someone who is new to the fandom or whatever - then if they’re open to talking - tell them what to check out. Find out what kind of other stuff they like. If they’ve never seen something but really liked a shirt’s design, find out of they’re interested in the thing at all and if they are - give some good suggestions about what to check out if they want to get into it.
Expand the culture. Be cool about it. Be friendly. Don’t be skeezy, don’t be creepy. Don’t dominate the conversation.
And if they don’t wanna talk to you - then take the hint and just say goodbye and leave.
Not hard.
my night manager (who is a gay man) and i sometimes sit down and exchange stories and tidbits about our sexuality and our experiences in the queer cultural enclave. and tonight he and i were talking about the AIDS epidemic. he’s about 50 years old. talking to him about it really hit me hard. like, at one point i commented, “yeah, i’ve heard that every gay person who lived through the epidemic knew at least 2 or 3 people who died,” and he was like “2 or 3? if you went to any bar in manhattan from 1980 to 1990, you knew at least two or three dozen. and if you worked at gay men’s health crisis, you knew hundreds.” and he just listed off so many of his friends who died from it, people who he knew personally and for years. and he even said he has no idea how he made it out alive.
it was really interesting because he said before the aids epidemic, being gay was almost cool. like, it was really becoming accepted. but aids forced everyone back in the closet. it destroyed friendships, relationships, so many cultural centers closed down over it. it basically obliterated all of the progress that queer people had made in the past 50 years.
and like, it’s weird to me, and what i brought to the conversation (i really couldn’t say much though, i was speechless mostly) was like, it’s so weird to me that there’s no continuity in our history? like, aids literally destroyed an entire generation of queer people and our culture. and when you think about it, we are really the first generation of queer people after the aids epidemic. but like, when does anyone our age (16-28 i guess?) ever really talk about aids in terms of the history of queer people? like it’s almost totally forgotten. but it was so huge. imagine that. like, dozens of your friends just dropping dead around you, and you had no idea why, no idea how, and no idea if you would be the next person to die. and it wasn’t a quick death. you would waste away for months and become emaciated and then, eventually, die. and i know it’s kinda sophomoric to suggest this, but like, imagine that happening today with blogs and the internet? like people would just disappear off your tumblr, facebook, instagram, etc. and eventually you’d find out from someone “oh yeah, they and four of their friends died from aids.”
so idk. it was really moving to hear it from someone who experienced it firsthand. and that’s the outrageous thing - every queer person you meet over the age of, what, 40? has a story to tell about aids. every time you see a queer person over the age of 40, you know they had friends who died of aids. so idk, i feel like we as the first generation of queer people coming out of the epidemic really have a responsibility to do justice to the history of aids, and we haven’t been doing a very good job of it.
Younger than 40.
I’m 36. I came out in 1995, 20 years ago. My girlfriend and I started volunteering at the local AIDS support agency, basically just to meet gay adults and meet people who maybe had it together a little better than our classmates. The antiretrovirals were out by then, but all they were doing yet was slowing things down. AIDS was still a death sentence.
The agency had a bunch of different services, and we did a lot of things helping out there, from bagging up canned goods from a food drive to sorting condoms by expiration date to peer safer sex education. But we both sewed, so… we both ended up helping people with Quilt panels for their beloved dead.
Do the young queers coming up know about the Quilt? If you want history, my darlings, there it is. They started it in 1985. When someone died, his loved ones would get together and make a quilt panel, 3’x6’, the size of a grave. They were works of art, many of them. Even the simplest, just pieces of fabric with messages of loved scrawled in permanent ink, were so beautiful and so sad.
They sewed them together in groups of 8 to form a panel. By the 90s, huge chunks of it were traveling the country all the time. They’d get an exhibition hall or a gym or park or whatever in your area, and lay out the blocks, all over the ground with paths between them, so you could walk around and see them. And at all times, there was someone reading. Reading off the names of the dead. There was this huge long list, of people whose names were in the Quilt, and people would volunteer to just read them aloud in shifts.
HIV- people would come in to work on panels, too, of course, but most of the people we were helping were dying themselves. The first time someone I’d worked closely with died, it was my first semester away at college. I caught the Greyhound home for his funeral in the beautiful, tiny, old church in the old downtown, with the bells. I’d helped him with his partner’s panel. Before I went back to school, I left supplies to be used for his, since I couldn’t be there to sew a stitch. I lost track of a lot of the people I knew there, busy with college and then plunged into my first really serious depressive cycle. I have no idea who, of all the people I knew, lived for how long.
The Quilt, by the way, weighs more than 54 tons, and has over 96,000 names. At that, it represents maybe 20% of the people who died of AIDS in the US alone.
There were many trans women dying, too, btw. Don’t forget them. (Cis queer women did die of AIDS, too, but in far smaller numbers.) Life was and is incredibly hard for trans women, especially TWOC. Pushed out to live on the streets young, or unable to get legal work, they were (and are) often forced into sex work of the most dangerous kinds, a really good way to get HIV at the time. Those for whom life was not quite so bad often found homes in the gay community, if they were attracted to men, and identified as drag queens, often for years before transitioning. In that situation, they were at the same risk for the virus as cis gay men.
Cis queer women, while at a much lower risk on a sexual vector, were there, too. Helping. Most of the case workers at that agency and every agency I later encountered were queer women. Queer woman cooked and cleaned and cared for the dying, and for the survivors. We held hands with those waiting for their test results. Went out on the protests, helped friends who could barely move to lie down on the steps of the hospitals that would not take them in — those were the original Die-Ins, btw, people who were literally lying down to die rather than move, who meant to die right there out in public — marched, carted the Quilt panels from place to place. Whatever our friends and brothers needed. We did what we could.
OK, that’s it, that’s all I can write. I keep crying. Go read some history. Or watch it, there are several good documentaries out there. Don’t watch fictional movies, don’t read or watch anything done by straight people, fuck them anyway, they always made it about the tragedy and noble suffering. Fuck that. Learn about the terror and the anger and the radicalism and the raw, naked grief.
I was there, though, for a tiny piece of it. And even that tiny piece of it left its stamp on me. Deep.
2011
A visual aid: this is the Quilt from the Names Project laid out on the Washington Mall
I was born (in Australia) at the time that the first AIDS cases began to surface in the US. While I was a witness after it finally became mainstream news (mid-85), I was also a child for much of it. For me there was never really a world Before. I’m 35 now and I wanted to know and understand what happened. I have some recommendations for sources from what I’ve been reading lately:
And the Band Played On: Politics, People and the AIDS Epidemic by Randy Shilts is a seminal work on the history of HIV/AIDS. It’s chronological and gives an essential understanding of all the factors that contributed to the specific history of the virus’ spread through the US and the rest of the world, the political landscape into which it landed (almost the worst possible)*. Investigative journalism and eyewitness account. Shilts was himself an AIDS casualty in 1994.
AIDS at 30: A History by Victoria Harden
The Origin of AIDS by Jaques Pepin for the science of it all.
Moving Politics: Emotion and ACT UP’s Fight against AIDS.
The Secret Epidemic: The Story of AIDS and Black America.
Larry Kramer is a pretty polarising figure and he had issues with the sexual politics of gay New York to begin with (see: Faggots) but he’s polarising for a reason: he’s the epidemic’s Cassandra. Reports from the Holocaust collects his writings on AIDS.
I don’t think I can actually bring myself to read memoirs for the same reason I can’t read about the Holocaust or Stalinist Russia any more. But I have a list:
The AIDS Generation: Stories of Survival and Resilience
The Quilt: Stories from the Names Project
Body Counts: A Memoir of Politics, Sex, AIDS, and Survival by Sean Strub
Borrowed Time: And AIDS Memoir by Paul Monette
Read or watch The Normal Heart. Read or watch Angels in America. Read The Mayor of Castro Street or watch Milk. Dallas Buyers Club has its issues but it’s also heartbreaking because the characters are exactly the politically unsavory people used to justify the lack of spending on research and treatment. It’s also an important look at the exercise of agency by those afflicted and abandoned by their government/s, how they found their own ways to survive. There’s a film of And the Band Played On but JFC it’s a mess. You need to have read the book.
Some documentaries:
Common Threads: Stories from the Quilt (1989) [hard to find]
How to Survive a Plague (2012)
We Were Here (2011)
Everyone should read about the history of the AIDS epidemic. Especially if you are American, especially if you are a gay American man. HIV/AIDS is not now the death sentence it once was but before antiretrovirals it was just that. It was long-incubating and a-symptomatic until, suddenly, it was not.
Read histories. Read them because reality is complex and histories attempt to elucidate that complexity. Read them because past is prologue and the past is always, in some form, present. We can’t understand here and now if we don’t know about then.
*there are just SO MANY people I want to punch in the throat.
Please, if you are following me right now, read this. It’s so important to remember this, to understand how much we lost. To understand that, when I was a little kid, the biggest thing about the community was that shared loss.
There is a lot I want to say and I don’t have the spoons but. Yeah. This is all so, so important. Please read this.
Wow, I’m sitting here biting my tongue so hard trying not to cry cause I’m in a room with my flatmates… I hate that i m so ignorant of all of this…
This is our history. Young queers: pay attention and learn! You may have not heard about this before but please take the time to read this whole post if you're curious about the AIDS epidemic and how it changed the LGBTQIA community.
I remember a lot of these things. I'm just old enough to remember the Quilt. I even saw part of it in person, when it came to my hometown.
please watch this video
The current third season of the Bryan Fuller drama will be its last.
Welp, looks like Season Three is the final season for Hannibal.
tbh where is the lie
Pretty much what I saw
Rebecca Sugar: “Their fusion needs to be really gay”
“No, gayer.”
“Still not gay enough.”
“It needs just a tinsy bit more gay”
“Perfect”
pretty much
C’mon Steven Universe, lets get sickening!
#That's like #An actual dance thing right #SU did not just make a RuPaul reference right? #I'm not sure what's happening anymore
It’s called a “dip” or a “death drop”. It’s from vogue and ballroom dance culture. (Which is mostly attributed to black dance culture and LGBT dance culture - brought over by black members of the community.)
I was Snapchatting with someone and I had to sneeze. (:
didn’t know you yell God’s name when sneezing
I mean, how else am I supposed to let people know that I need to them to say “bless you”?
Michelle Visage talking about unprofessional queens. This woman is taking me to church
My skin is smoking
I fucking love Michelle Visage.