vaguely ominous

by Holly Warburton

when susan sontag wrote “I must change my life so that I can live it, not wait for it”

writing a garbage essay feels like you’re the cow who gave birth to the two headed calf. in the morning, my professor will wrap him in newspaper and dissect him on a cold operating table. but here he is alive, under the pale glow of my computer screen. he is beautiful. there are twice as many logical fallacies as usual.

I need this.

Reblogged last year, hoping it comes this year

in your 20s you must rediscover the joys of arts and crafts to stave off spiritual decay

came home drunk last night and got way too excited to see my cat

everyone look at these namaki drawings that my friend @lakefama drew i’m crying

I have not seen this website posted yet so gyns I am happy to present to you "The Grand Map of Non-Happenings"

All you have to do is zoom in and click on the red tent and it will tell you of a reported instance in that area of a crime committed by trans identified males (even though it totally never happens)

Best of all, it's crowdsourced, and you can submit articles not already listed right at the top of the map

Gyns I pray you make use of this website and to publicize and bring to attention of these crimes that "never happen". Share it, use it, whatever you need. And donate to The Red Tent Collective if you have the means to do so!

https://www.theredtentcollective.org/transgender-crime-map

3 sheeps chilling at the farm

absolutely no one:

Madeline L’Engle, writing a wrinkle in time at some point in the early 1960s: what are kids into these days? comparative religious studies and theoretical physics, right? Yeah?

everyone needs a place. it shouldn't be inside of someone else.

I'm going to kilometers

now why the fuck did I say that

Frank Paton - Witness my Act and Deed (1882)