Write into the honey. ... Write into the rain. —Rick Barot

Pridefest with @greywarlock.bsky.social was ✨️magical ✨️

Happy Saturgay!!

Tell me why "the good" Christian churches have booths at Pride? Like the collective religious trauma in 2SLGBTQIA+ has got to be astronomical. Maybe I'm just being unreasonable and unhealed about it all.

if insufferable why so much suffer?

hey y’all, finances are kinda fucked at the moment so if you’re able to:

Man being a step parent has really upped my bad dad jokes. Unfortunately for the world, my role model for bad dad jokes is a raunchy boomer.

man, maybe I'm goin back to a flip phone. Which means I'll loose it everywhere, which means I'll just give up on it in a fit of anger. Which means you'll only be able to contact me via email certain days and times of the week.

It'll be a decade smooching milestone (two decades vibin!) with @greywarlock.bsky.social in mere days and I'm getting all misty in my photo albums rn. It should be illegal to have to work when you'd rather snuggle and have warm fuzzy feelings.

I have such gay plans for the weekend. I am over the moon (rainbow?)

Cheese curds really are divine.

uncritical support for rock bands that tour with violinists

Man, so we practiced in two different towns and I went to the wrong one 😅 So I only got a bit of skate time but it was gooooooood. So good! I even did a wee bit of jamming 😍 Yay roller derby!!

When you deal with chronic pain, it's so easy to unintentionally distance yourself from your physical self as a survival mechanism and I don't think that's something people talk about enough.

somebody come collect my endocrine system. I don't want it anymore.

unwelcome revelations is the name of the band nobody wants to join with me 😅 At 43, I should give up anybody wanting to make music with me, honestly. Nobody wants a mediocre cellist who practices sporadically, has 0 sense of rhythm, and no idea how to "jam"

If you are ADHD+uterus and you've managed to skate through life without having to do much medication, congrats! You will need it when you hit your 40s because the level of depression and disregulation and brain fog is gonna fuck you up. Sorry. It's a fucking ride.

Queers! Break out them sweater vests. NOW IS OUR TIME.

I tell you what. Even with just closing my eyes for 15 minutes and taking deep breaths (not doing any guided meditations or nuthin), I can feel my nervous system regulate. It's wild.

I hope Will Forte is not the worst because I so enjoy his work.

What is your old fashioned candy choice? I'm craving raisinettes so hard rn

I'm like a walking brain fog of hormones today. Folks talk about pregnancy brain but nobody talks about perimenopause brain. How to exist today? Sen halp

Our body & brain don't take their time processing trauma just for the hell of it. If our body & brain are telling us we need time to metabolize a feeling or a memory, or that we're not quite ready to do it yet, respect what they're communicating-- they need our trust & support.

Y'all IT IS TIME. Did you vote for the cutest chonk?? I DID

🐻🐻🐻Less than 15 minutes 🐻🐻🐻

My phone updated so that it went to google messages and I just switched it back to samsung bc Google don't need that. That's not for Google, esp unasked. Did I lose RSC? Yes. But it's ok. Eff Gemini.

Only 1.5 more hours until I can vote for my favorite fat bears.

Honestly, I am loving acoustic Rick Astley. I wish there was more on his YT. Pop Rick Astley? Eh. Acoustic Rick Astley: angelic, emotive, smooth, beautiful, playful, gentle, idyllic dad vibes, let's get coffees and walk the dogs together and gossip about family.

If you only listen to Rick Astley's angelic voice in this cover and don't submit poems, that's okay too. This cover is so cute.

I've been writing a lot of deliciously garbage journal poems lately. At first, I felt bad. Like if I can't submit them, why write them? Then I remembered that they are perfect as they are.🥰

we'll be opening for new work on october 1. get your best ready. get your worst ready. we want to read you. anmly.submittable.com/submit

Good morning happy rapture day! I hope your enemies get dragged to hell by cosmic horrors!

In parting with fren, I made a throw away comment about how I bet it would be delicious to roast chicory + persimmon (Together?) + add to coffee. Now I'm sending desperate texts to my partner begging to the forest after work on account of how this is now The Only Thing I Think About.

Today featured a long, playful hike of the heart with one of my favorite humans. I do recommend laying on a rock like a snake and breathing, shaking persimmon trees and sticky finger feasting, flower watching with a friend.

The world has been especially on fire this week. Taking some time to self care in the hammock with a book and good jams. Hope y'all are taking gentle care of yourselves where you can 💗

Doin legos and listenin to and audiobook on a friday night with my beloved ❤️

I love the weekend because I can be as clumsy and multi-directional and emotive as I want without any pressure to be anything besides the bruised, accidental, unmasked ball of chaos I am. I can flow without shame.

well. fuck. here we are.

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"Alternative title: You become a queer elder by accident, not because you are good at living but because you are slow at dying." —Loren Maria Guay beestungmag.com/issue24/one-...

outside the detention/“processing” facility in broadview, illinois: a crowd of protesters, some of whom showed up before 5 am, is heckling ice agents arriving to work. a few minutes ago, special response team agents came out to push protesters away from the driveway. pepper balls already flying.

Thunderstorm 😍

idk what vibe i'm giving off that has folks interrupting me constantly today but i tell you what i am over it

existence is super heavy like a pocket of rocks

what's up this week my friend and i are taking turns embodying "hold me back bruh". next week, let's hope it's not "hold my beer, bruh".

woke up from lunch nap/cry in a fair amount of pain and with eyes that are refusing to focus like at all. So that's an exciting new twist in today's already twisted story.

40 years ago, the idea that someone with HIV would live decades was unimaginable; now people with HIV are living well into their golden years. We believe LGBTQ+ elders living with HIV deserve to age with dignity. Honor National HIV & Aging Awareness Day by sharing this post. ❤️

I had a dream I bought a house on stilts next to the Missouri river. The neighbors were weird but they grew corn, which made dream me very happy. I'm pretty sure that was it. The house had lots of natural lighting and I just wanted to spend all day looking at the water. 🤷

Always and forever. 🏳️‍⚧️❤️🍉