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Scooby Doo teens be like if we don’t go around in a van looking for criminals who will. Who fucking will.

be christ-like this christmas. gather a crowd and inspire them to anarchism. beat a politician with a whip. help out your local sex workers. preach equality.

labias:

I’m not even who I am yet

aphelionbruise:

your lover dances on tombstones for a living. she’s got cliff teeth, twisted wire teeth, broken liquor bottle teeth. when she kisses you it cuts your lips. she’s a contact burn, doesn’t abide by the geneva convention, turns your eyes into just blindness with her flash like a gemstone. your lover’s got obsidian on her breath, whiskey halo. she’s an angel. angels are horrifying things.

slavicafire:

thank you, ancestors, for passing down detailed and cautious instructions on how not to get seduced and stolen away by mischievous female spirits, which I have lovingly transformed into How To Find Me a Wife Real Quick manual

gaygothur:

pyrrhiccomedy:

“why do lesbians hate men” son almost all women hate men, lesbians just have nothing to lose by saying so.

also have any of y’all listened to a country song made by a straight woman? literally nobody in the world hates men more than a straight woman who has had enough.

peachcannery:

“I remember
staring straight ahead
into the world my father saw;
I was learning
to absorb its emptiness”

— Louise Glück, from Snow in “Poems 1962-2012″

dragon-in-a-fez:

overherewiththequeers:

personalgremlin:

this makes me want to cry

First of all, “…they were surrounded on all sides by echoes and images of themselves, in a world where image and object had not yet torn themselves apart” is one of the most poetic phrasings I’ve ever heard.

Second, here’s the original source, “What the caves are trying to tell us” by Sam Kriss.

Third, the original opens with: “Every so often, I get the urge to drag someone into a cave, and show them something unspeakable.”

I had another point, but it got lost in the artful prose of this article.

I feel like “every so often, I get the urge to drag someone into a cave and show them something unspeakable” is something that’s okay for a paleolithic cave art expert to say, but like, absolutely no one else