dykes-is-slugs
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I must sleep. Sleep is the mind-healer. Sleep is the big-life that brings total ability to fucking do anything. I will face my bed. I will permit the blankie to pass over me and snores to pass through me. And when sleep has gone past I will turn the outer eye to greet the new morning. When the sleep has gone there will be everything. Energy and will to live will remain.
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i really do think it's unfortunate that fatphobia's connection to fascism gets consistently boiled down to "bad people just want a socially acceptable target" or "bigots like to test out the waters" or w/e when i think it reveals a lot more interesting and important patterns of fascist obsession around degeneracy theory and discipline & control of the body
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I love that thing when people get a little bit tongue-tied and garble what they’re trying to say so they make a little “blegh” 👅 noise and start over. verbal reset button. hitting the top of the tv to unscramble the signal
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We have to stop acting like this
Cops don't just materialize when they sense law-breaking nearby, they have to actively find out about the law-breaking, which is significantly more difficult than apparently anyone on tumblr is aware
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in honor of black history month 2025, i’ve put together a list of books written by black sapphic authors for you to read in the month of february
non-fiction essays/memoirs:
all about love: new visions by bell hooks
black lesbian in white america by anita cornwell
sister outsider: essays and speeches by audre lorde
mouths of rain: an anthology of black lesbian thought by briona simone jones
blues legacies and black feminism by angela davis
does your mama know?: an anthology of black lesbian coming out stories by lisa c. moore
fiction:
the color purple by alice walker
loving her by ann allen shockley
the gilda stories by jewelle gomez
in another place, not here by dionne brand
pomegranate by helen elaine lee
the summer we got free by mia mckenzie
these letters end in tears by musih tedji xaviere
dead in long beach, california by venita blackburn
young adult:
honey girl by morgan rogers
escaping mr. rochester by l.l. mckinney
this ravenous fate by hayley dennings
faebound by saraa el-arifa
so let them burn by kamilah cole
where sleeping girls lie by faridah àbíké-íyímídé
adult:
the deep by rivers solomon
sweet vengeance by viano oniomoh
come back (love concealed) by terri ronald
house of hunger by alexis henderson
short stories:
girl, woman, other by bernadine evaristo
the secret lives of church ladies by deesha philyaw
additional info:
-> “why wasn’t this book listed?” probably because it wasn’t black sapphic-centric, the author isn’t a black sapphic themself, or i just simply haven’t heard of it! so feel free to add on if it meets those two criteria
many of these books require trigger warnings, especially some of the older ones that are more likely to feature racial struggles of the time. please do your due diligence and search for tws if you want to read them!
please feel free to add onto this list in the rbs or comments! happy black history month
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'Cause people tend to not get the memo: People acting strangely in public is not a danger to you. Pacing, talking to themselves or something you can't see, laughing to themselves, stimming, twitching, ticcing, making "weird" noises--it doesn't fucking matter. They're not your personal freak show, they're not broken, they're not a murderer and they're definitely not going to be fucking helped by you calling the authorities or anyone else on em. These actions alone are not indicative of danger to you, as a random person on the street. Shut the fuck up and move on, leave disabled people alone.
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you can’t believe what you think about yourself after sundown and you can’t believe what you think about yourself on your period and you can’t believe what you think about yourself when you’re hungry and you can’t believe what you think about yourself when you’re tired, the only time you can believe what you think about yourself is the split second after you’ve made someone laugh but only if it’s something other than “i should be a standup comedian”
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Forever finding new holes in my mom's favorite sweater
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can you guys watch my squab for me im gonna go on my smoko
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Just watched a spider try and fail to spin a centipede. Best wishes girl
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bingewatching will never come close to bingereading. there is nothing like blocking out the entire Earth for ten hours to read a book in one sitting no food no water no shower no bra and emerging at the end with no idea what time it is or where you are, a dried-up prune that's sensitive to light and loud noises because you've been in your room in the dark reading by the glow of a single LED. it's like coming back after a three-month vacation in another dimension and now you have to go downstairs and make dinner. absolutely transcendental
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