follow me as I unlearn religion. 24. she/they. pan. Pittsburgh. survived fundamentalist evangelicalism and lived to tell the tale.
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i somehow ended up on a radical christian website and this was their system of upvotes and downvotes. Bless.
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the only thing more powerful than a weird little girl is a weird middle aged woman. the only thing more powerful than a weird middle aged woman is a weird old lady. and the only thing more powerful than a weird old lady is a weird little girl. thus the world is balanced.
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AI defenders will make it seem as if art is this gatekept pastime that only the most elite can partake in and they’re making it possible for the “normies” to create meanwhile one of the most memorable pieces of recent art I’ve ever seen is “My son’s drawing of safe”

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here's a fake interview about my me & my girlfriend that i transcribed from my head. enjoy!
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don’t talk to ME about gay yearning. in 2020 during lockdown i lived alone on a boat for three months. i went ashore once a day to work in a marine bio lab. we all had to access the lab at different times so we were never together & risking infection. i was alone all day every day, from my boat to the lab and back to my boat. one day a woman anchored her boat beside mine. we passed each other ashore just once at the harbor and she hit on me and invited me back to her boat. i told her i’d love nothing more but i could not risk exposure because of my weak immune system. she said it was a shame but that she understood. that night i was watering my vegetable garden i grew in 5 gallon buckets up on my roof and playing music on my speaker. “american pie” came on and she climbed up on her roof and shouted all the lyrics to every verse at me across the water and we danced together on our respective roofs. she raised anchor and moved on a few days later.
so yeah i know what it is to die a thousand deaths in an instant while your heart beats on.
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Not an invitation to cocoon yourself in a self-care bubble for four years, but a reminder to the 24/7 worriers that you can literally write "To Do on Monday: Worry about ________" on a post-it note and stop worrying about it for one day while you recharge.
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I keep hate-reading plague literature from the medieval era, but as depressed as it makes me there is always one historical tidbit that makes me feel a little bittersweet and I like to revisit it. That’s the story of the village of Eyam.
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I lay before you, naked. There is nowhere to hide for me from your gaze. You look at me. Really look at me.
Your eyes examine the scars I've been carrying with me for years. Your fingers follow their traces. You see me.
You want to take me in, all of me. I feel powerless under your touch, yet so strong. I feel seen by you.
Because you know that there is more than meets the eye. That there are stories to the way my body looks. That there are stories that made me who and how I am.
You see more than what's on the outside. You want to climb inside of me, know me from all angles, take me in with all your senses. You want me.
I lay before you, naked. Vulnerable. If you wanted, you could hurt me, badly. But I feel so safe around you. I let my guards down for you.
You know me. You see me. You love me. For who I am.
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girl on club dancefloor has her feet cooled by a friend pouring smirnoff ice over them (2000)
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