Split in Two

Self Combustion, David Demaret, 2013

“cats are scary, ‘cause they’ve got knives in their feet”

I get what internet (often borderline or overt rad)feminists are trying to say with shit about how men never have to deal with x, but sooo many of the examples get shot to shit when you apply any other Man to the example than a cishet rich thin white guy.

“When have men ever had to worry about being killed for something they wore?” Black men. Gay men. Trans men.

“When have men ever been body shamed?” Fat men, balding men, disabled men.

“When have men ever had to worry about walking home at night?” Black men, gay men.

People reinvent “if men could get pregnant” over and over and when someone says “oh they do actually” it’s always viewed as hostile and not a potential intersection.

Like no, you do not have to coddle men, but men saying “hey I do know what it’s like actually” are not outright our enemy trying to center themselves, they are often extending a hand saying “hey I do get it too.”

You get “men shouldn’t be part of feminist conversations” which, hm, and then you get “they should sort this out amongst themselves” but if it’s just men talking about feminism on their own then it’s an insulated boys club being misogynists so they couldn’t ever come to feminist conclusions, but if the group is led by a woman then she’s spending her emotional labor teaching them when the men should just learn it themselves but if they go do it themselves then they’re talking over women (who are not present, curious. MRAs much?) so they should have women present but don’t talk in the conversations because it doesn’t actually involve you and you could never relate to this, so frankly why are you even here? You should go talk to your boys about this by yourselves.

Like, if you think the most bland ass version of Men are so wholly irredeemable and inherently evil by virtue of either birth or identity, why are we even bothering with theory? The fight is over then! There is no hope for change, and things will always be bad forever!

How is this a revolutionary viewpoint?

Forget men of marginalized identities having overlap, the most privileged ass man is going to overlap with the rest of us, and it is as much in his interest to reject patriarchy as much as the rest of us, because unfortunately solidarity means “our struggles are connected” not “in order to be morally pure you must support my cause”, and so any man who sees his struggle as being linked with mine and strives to fight oppressive structures IS my ally because yes the fight involves him too

I heard so many people talk about romanticizing your life and at first it was annoying but then I was eating an apple and it was red and sweet and I was making an effort to conciously and slowly enjoy my apple because that's what my therapist told me to try to be more in the moment and it was the best apple I ever ate. I ate it slow and really payed attention to the sweetness and the sourness and I was sitting outside under some trees and there was a breeze and I thought: This is a perfect moment, and one day I will wish I had the opportunity to sit here and conciously eat this apple and be happy. Anyways. Try making a big deal out of small things.

The Intentions Were Good.

@glockjaw us

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I tribute to a fanfiction that helped me to learn a lot about myself and basically change my life. Literally. I tried to capture my favorite scenes and important events from the story and put them in one huge-ass picture. I am sure that I made a lot of mistakes, but I can say that this is one of the biggest illustrations that I ever made. Total hight: ~98 inches. All done in one piece. Started the day the last chapter of Into Shadows We Fall was posted. My computer hates me now. Thank you for a great adventure, Pia. It was a wild ride full of emotions and I can not really express how much Shadows and Light means to me. And thank you for the great support of my fellow  SaL- and Blackice Fans. This is for you. Gonna post some detailshots later, because IT’S TOO SMALL HERE AAAH. Read the Fanfiction: From the Darkness We Rise Into Shadows We Fall Meet the author: not-poignant Huff. Okay, I’m nervous now.

— Helaena C Moon (via hapless-hollow)

It’s crazy that we still haven’t figured out the healthy way to get high.

— Vincent Van Gogh

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Anne Sexton, All My Pretty Ones; from ‘Letter Written During a January Northeaster’