Glad to bring new posts to the feeding grounds for my (checks stats) 7- no we’re back down to 6-, 6 whole followers!!
"There's millions of Tumblr users" to you. To me There's only about 12 and we all reblog the same five posts from each other
Obsessed with the way this ad is popping up in the Bruce Wayne tag
So are they banning kids from horror movies, or
Because that’s a whole genre. Any work with Finn Wolfhard is now illegal. Poor guy.
Or how about Game of Thrones? That’s pretty obscene. Recordings of Shirley Temple got pretty fucking obscene. How far does this stretch? Or Hell, Disney, Pixar, Dreamworks, they’re all known for hiding sex jokes in kids animation. Is Shrek on the naughty list? Pinocchio is arguably the most vulgar character and he *looks* like a child.
They must be banning half of Nickelodeon’s catalogue. After all, iCarly was 30% minors pandering to an adult man’s foot fetish.
My state is banning "obscene depictions of minors in content (or someone that looks like one)"
It's safe to say that they don't care about protecting real kids. If they did, child marriage and child beauty pageants would be outlawed.
More than likely, they're using this to conveniently label LGBT content as obscene and then ban it, regardless of context. But of course, if I question this, I'll be called a pedophile.
Listening to Time to Pretend sitting by the sea as MGMT (God) intended
Free will is a miraculous thing
Not in the christian way
But rather “I just remembered that i can take an edible and a bus into a coastal beach town to eat cheetos and watch the sunset”
I need more Queer Creatives in my life. I am seeking:
Life long companions.
Weird Art Exchanges.
Rivals.
Enemies.
Freelance coworkers.
Lovers.
Haters.
Besties.
Pen-Pals.
Critics.
Contemporaries.
I am…
twenty four years of age, nearly twenty five.
a writer of poetry, fiction, essays, philosophy, music, art analysis, and otherwise unrelated articles.
someone who identifies as a witch. I read tarot, study magic, and hold rituals.
skeptical as fuck.
a bit of a pretentious snob.
ideologically punk, and involved with my community.
a supporter of body mods.
unabashedly queer. Nonbinary and a lover of women.
passionate beyond words. Everything I do is with my whole soul. I care about everything all of the time.
contradictory. For every rule there’s an exception. It keeps you on your toes.
Requirements for application…
21+
An intelligent and engaging conversationalist.
Queer, Creative, and believe you’re worth knowing.
Leave a comment, reblog, or DM telling me why we should become acquainted.
If you haven’t seen it yet, try to make it at least half an hour in.
The dialogue gets better.
Also:
This is one of those times something get’s compared to Twilight and it’s not lying. This has strong Twilight-isms, for better or worse.
I’ve decided I’m now asking people if they have a cane kink every time they ask me if I hit people with it.
After all, why else are you asking a perfect stranger how often they use their mobility aid to cane people?
Armand is not an iPad Baby, he is an iPad Grandpa and I will stand this mistaken understanding no longer.
Here’s the thing- you need to take care of yourself. When you don’t want to, when you don’t feel like it, when you don’t feel worth it.
Take care of yourself so you can take care of others. Take care of yourself to take care of others. Take care of yourself because no one else can, or will.
Maybe nothing is awful, but you feel kind of bummed, even if you can’t think of a reason you feel like this? Ask yourself:
Have I eaten lately? In the last 5 hours? Did I eat enough? It doesn’t matter if you’re not hungry, eat anyway.
When’s the last time I saw the sun for more than the time it takes to get to work/school/the mail? These things are shockingly important. It’s not just about vitamin D. You need to remember the outside world exists.
When did I last breathe fresh air? Open a window. Go sit on the sidewalk. Scream in the yard. Fresh air, even polluted city air, is necessary.
When was the last time I moved? Go for a walk. Dance in your living room. Sit upside down, or stomp your feet while sitting on your bed. It’s not about exercise. It’s reminding yourself you have a body. It’s grounding.
*pops my head into the kitchen* hey so it smells GREAT in here, we have an ETA on table time?
spideypool but wrench and marcus hang on let me cook