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bad news about the boulder everyone

good morning kings let’s push this boulder

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Harley Quinn: The Animated Series Vol. 1:

The Eat. Bang! Kill Tour

Issues #1-6

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Reblog if this would work on you

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don’t you understand? it’s too late. western civilization fell when kmart closed

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True Neutral: Three points define the plane on which they lie

Chaotic Good: Two points (ordered) define a plane by describing its normal vector

Chaotic evil: One point defines a plane. Pick whichever twisted assignment of planes to points you like (|ℝ|=|ℝ^3|)

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'BUTCH MANIFESTO'

inspired by 'FEMME SHARK MANIFESTO' by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha

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[ID: an original poem titled 'BUTCH MANIFESTO'. the stanzas are all on the left side of the page and lineated, except for the first line, and last stanza. Poem begins:

Listen up! Butches hold it down! We don’t spend hundreds of pounds on designer clothes and black and white tuxes – we shop off the charity shop rack, hand-me-downs from our bois, our men, our women. Butch is not a glamour word - Butch is not for the white collars in their 9-5 and their office parties, Butch is not for the woman in a police uniform with short cropped hair, Butch is not for the masc who looks down on our femmes, Butch is not for the dumbass white people who call themselves stud, like our people haven’t taken enough from black lesbians, Butch is not for the politician or the soldier, it’s for those of us who get shit done and don’t throw anyone under the bus; who stand between our loved ones and the white-knuckled fist; it’s for the people who take a breath of relief when they get home and get to lay their head on the shoulder of their baby and say, it’s hard, and I need you right now; it’s for those of us with hard-soled feet, worn by hours of standing, just so people can buy some useless shit on a Sunday. Butch is for the primary school teachers, the neighbour keeping your package safe, the hairstylist, the barber, the youth worker, the locked up, the sectioned, the evicted, the boy on the dole. Butches hold each other up, Butches stand up for communities, no matter how different we might be.

Butches stand up for Butches, because only we know the shit we face, we don’t argue over what butch looks like for someone - their struggle doesn’t counteract ours. We’re brothers, sisters, siblings, lovers, mentors, we don’t fight over femmes or fight each other. We help up our siblings who can’t hold themselves up and shouldn’t have to.

Butch is recognising our hurt, our pain, and making sure nobody has to go through that, in the very least not alone. Butch is not reproducing that hurt, butch isn’t the transfem exclusion, the toxicity, it’s driving our girls and boys to the abortion clinic, it’s holding your femme’s hair back over the toilet bowl, it’s telling your darlin’ to take a deep breath, before you poke the needle into her thigh, it’s holding back on punching the catcaller because you know it’ll put your lover in more danger, it’s fishing in your closet for an old, dusty dress for your questioning girl, it’s never calling the cops, it’s carrying the Narcan, it’s gathering the funds for bail, it’s tipping the waiter, it’s kissing the bruised chin of a fellow butch who’s built like a brick shithouse.

Butch is not all muscle, able-bodied, white Butch is not all skinny and androgynous Butch is care Butch is NURTURE. Butch is a cane and an unsteady step Butch is putting down the ramp Butch is wheeling up it Butch is addict Butch is straight-edge Butch is diaspora Butch is desi Butch is antiracist Butch is socialist Butch is punk Butch is black Butch is brown Butch is fat Butch is fat-loving Butch is mental illness Butch is antipsych Butch is autism Butch is trans Butch is anger Butch is tears Butch is grief Butch is the old bull Butch is the closeted kid in a dress Butch is the baby dyke wearing a rainbow flag cape Butch is smile lines Butch is crinkled eyes Butch is crying in your friend’s beat-up car Butch is foetal position Butch is pink Butch is motherhood Butch is fatherhood Butch is cat-dad Butch is fucking Butch is getting fucked Butch is stone Butch is bashful Butch is humble Butch is cocky Butch is proud Butch is single Butch is uneducated Butch is poet Butch is poetry Butch is council estate Butch is gentleness Butch is bones and spit and the soft curve of our lower backs the clenched jaw under a double chin the hard-eyes that any femme can see right through the estradiol the testosterone the carabiner clink the thick hands the cellulite the bloody pads the tampon string the mood swings the sagging tits the top surgery scars the swinging cock the hairy pussy the protruding t-dick the leather harness.

Butch is eternity Butch is sewn into the fabric of atoms Butch is love and solidarity Butch is never leaving anyone behind and never selling anyone out.

End poem. In the bottom right corner, the poet is signed as 'Ren H.' End ID].

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cooking my husband a delicious and nutricious breakfast consisting of lead pipes and

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hampersand

bampersand

yknow how people use 8 instead of -ate in words? like "i h8 u"? people should do that with & and -and. "my h& hurts" "my favorite b& is the crane wives". you get me.

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Accidentally long pressed an ad while trying to scroll past it on mobile, and it somehow fucked up in such a way that this old man is just stuck overlayed on my screen. What.

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i love my girlfriend sooo much, she's so pretty and cute and snuggleable and i wanna cuddle and kiss her :3

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A year ago I got an anonymous message telling me that everything I post has already been foretold in a medium-sized book that they found in an eagle's nest in 2008. Now every time I publish a post they tell me where in the book it was foretold. Like they send a message just saying (for example) "page 85 line 10". The book isn't in order, so it's become sort of a personal hobby for them to find each day's post, and eventually cross out all the posts in the book, kind of like a birdwatcher's checklist. Once I asked them why they don't just send me the book so i know what posts to make and they responded:

three reasons. 1, the book is very wormeaten. theres still enough left to match up ur posts to the posts in the book (tho sometimes it takes MUCH scrutiny!) but not nearly enough that u could write the exact post just from seeing the remaining text. 2, dont u enjoy coming up with posts? it seems like a lot less fun for u to just copy them out of a book. 3, some of the posts contain information about ur future that u definitely wouldnt want to know yet. u couldnt handle it.

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i dont have sex because it serves no narrative purpose to me

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i hope you all realize that literally nobody is going around forcefemming cis men in real life, right? like that is Not A Thing that is happening. everyone who posts forcefem jokes on tumblr is well aware that doing that would be. you know. a crime. it's barely even legal to consentfem trans women in a lot of places.

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shattering a decades long dissociation sure is one heck of a whiplash

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Robotgirl who rebuilds her consciousness into a boat, just so that people will remember to use she/her pronouns