Relmartist ✨🌌🪄💜✨
hope is a skill
hope is a weapon you are trained to wield
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You cannot hide this in the tags, bestie. This is too lovely to keep a secret.
It may not be apparent to everyone how to easily find out who wrote the poem in the tags, so: @mumblesplash
(an instant-classic example of a Tumblr thread where so many people add value!)
So wherever you look, be it near or far,
know Hope can be found wherever you are.
‘DON’T TALK TO THE MEDIA ABOUT DIY HRT’
prints available here
when the essay prompt lets me get a little autistic with it
"is this too cliche?" who cares? bro, write what you have fun writing. stuff your manuscript full of your favourite tropes. the same themes you love. all inspired by things you grew up with. do it all. go off. load. it. up. be freeeee
To all the trans people worried about how you’ll be treated once you’re just bones:
Anthropology has known about gender diversity for decades, centuries even. And the newer archaeologists are taught that the most we can test for with hard sciences is your sex. Not your gender. We can figure out if you’re intersex, but also as science will evolve, we’ll also know if you took hormones (bone density and characteristics), implants don’t degrade, your burial clothes will probably be synthetic, we’ll notice your hair length, what you’re buried with, maybe even the markers you left behind.
And there will be a good chance someone trans (even better just queer in general) will look at your file. Your data and artifacts, and see themself in you. Catch that you are their elder, and help aid the identification of your gender.
There’s a good chance you’ll be seen, and if not then that’s okay, because the people handling you will know better than to assume wrong.
– Audrey Hepburn
A school bully who keeps up with intercommunity issues so that he always uses the most non-problematic terminology to insult you with
Whoever tagged this as eric cartman im obsessed with the way your mind works. Can we hold hands
snoopy of the day
life without you seems so unholy
lost time and hurting temple
no one really knows what we've been through
miss you til my heart stops beating