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day 94619479 of forgetting that this site exists

god it’s about grief it’s about autonomy it’s about art and creation it’s about despair and joy it’s about expression and escapism it’s about death and life and what makes you a person it’s about legacy it’s about memory it’s about LOVE

my partner’s search history is solely lesbian porn and repeated searches for the love song of j alfred prufrock

lol I saw sinners again

A grandma who works at Target. An advocate for farmworkers. A cancer researcher. A grad student who wrote an op-ed. A hairdresser. A sheet metal worker and loving father to an autistic child. At least two people who took a wrong turn on the same bridge in Detroit. A toddler.

yeah you’re gonna have to pry this off my corpse

this has been 100% of my background and character work

my grandfather just did fully one of the most dramatic Italian patriarch things of all time and called each of his grandchildren and told us all he experienced a prophetic vision from heaven that told him to gather his family because he will die soon. anyway ofc we are going I fucking love that guy

I just rolled the jankiest joint known to man and I put it in my mouth and Joe burst out laughing and said “I can’t explain but you look like you just emerged from a burning car”

I got a fishing t shirt that just has a bunch of different kinds of trout on it and it is BUTCH CATNIP. they are going wild I have unlocked the secrets of the universe

HELLO bsky i forgot about you

I am sick of seeing people who say they're on the left use the plagiarism machine. No, you're not fighting fascism by making memes online with the slop maker. In fact, it's a betrayal of every progressive value.

Now with alt text.

Amazing article. "More recently, researchers have found that the viral outrage disseminated on social media ... actually reduces the effectiveness of collective action. The result is a media environment that keeps us in a state of ..fear and anger... instead of organizing against [our oppressors]."

yall this one fucks me up

Y'all pick a lane. Then make a little progress in your lane each day. Every serious, experienced organizer I know is Doing Their Thing. Instead of freaking out about each bit of bad news, we're in our lanes rapidly building dual power infrastructure and networks that don't rely on the goverment.

the sheer number of submission rejections i am receiving on my writing….. speedrunning emotional collapse rn

If you're protesting tomorrow: "I invoke my rights to silence and counsel and will not answer questions without my attorney present." MEMORIZE THAT, because aside from asking if you're free to leave (or providing ID if you're in a stop and ID state), that's the ONLY thing you ever say to cops.

he’s playing mitski

hello bsky friends i love you

“Once you decide that a single vulnerable minority can be sacrificed, you’re operating within a fascist logic,” they said. “That means there might be a second one you’re willing to sacrifice and a third, a fourth. Then what happens?”

need to get back to my writing roots (scared poems about god)

without fail the thing that gets me back into exercise is watching one specific sports anime. you can do anything if you believe in yourself and trust your friends and that includes running when you don’t want to

It's trans day of remembrance where we remember all of our siblings we've lost this year to violence and hate. We know we've lost at least 350 trans and nonbinary people have been murdered in the last year. We honor the dead and fight like hell for the living.

squeezing all internet and social media out of my work hours because the storm has already knocked out my power and it hasn’t even started raining yet… tonight I will be playing board games and writing in a notebook by candlelight, kind of love that for me

head. hurty

damn-well wedded to this here light!

shout out to all the writers and artists who take forever to finish something. I get it, bro. I take a long time too. but your worth as a writer/artist isn't built upon production. so just keep striding it out. keep taking those steps. we each have our own race track. we'll get to the finish line

last week on a spooky nighttime walk one of my friends said to me “I never feel afraid (of ghosts) when you’re around because I know if something fucked up is happening you’re going to notice it first and keep us safe. nothing gets past you spooky king”