apologies to anyone who ever thought i was cool and reached out to me only to discover i am just a weird little hermit who can't carry on a conversation to save my life
Reminder of anyone needs it
Friendly Alien Tote
Beware. This little guy may reveal to onlookers that you’ve been on this hellsite (affectionate) since day one while holding all the objects you carry.
100% heavy cotton canvas. Ready to ship in mid-March.
If you're ever debating having one more drink, just go into the bathroom and stare into the mirror. Mirror you will let you know if you're good or not.
Is it just me or you don’t really realise how drunk you are until you are in a bathroom alone???
thanks to tumblr literally every time i go to the bathroom when i’m drunk i think about this post and sit there laughing to myself trying not to fall off the toilet
I love when pirates on their torrents readmes are like:
*sick af ASCII art*
YET ANOTHER RELEASE BY ~the XCATS~
All in one installer... no crack needed!
If you liked this game, support the creators if you can!
GREETINGS TO ALL OUR OTHER FRIEND GROUPS IN THE SCENE --- GREAT RESPECT --- WE ARE UNEQUALED YET!
*sick af ASCII art*
i went to go pick up my HORMONES from the chemist today and the guy was quite sweet and very well intentioned but clearly way out of his element... when i was leaving i did the standard “thanks have a nice night” and he responded with “you too enjoy your... (very very quietly obviously realising what he was saying was highly insane) gender...” and tbh i havent stopped thinking abt being a gender enjoyer since
Honestly “enjoy your gender” is the only proper send off in these circumstances
I LOVE how Tumblr will say LGBTQIA+ but won't say the Q part out loud. Like guys?? It's right there in your list.
I'm queer and I'm proud. I'm proud of being queer as fuck. I'll never stop being queer and you can try to slap a dozen micro labels on me, but queer is quick, easy and what I consider myself to be.
I've said it before and I'll say it again - when they think what you are is wrong, it doesn't matter what label you use. They'll always say it like it's a insult, a slur, a bad thing to be. Any label you use can be said with disgust and venom and they regularly do. What I am isn't a slur anymore than gay or lesbian is.
Hello, LGBTQIA+ Tumblr. Welcome to Pride+.
Pride+ is your new year-round home for all things LGBTQIA+ on Tumblr. Last year, we launched a blog to celebrate the overwhelmingly high likelihood of folks on Tumblr identifying as part of the LGBTQIA+ community. Our intentions were good, but some of you were upset by our use of a term that you aren't comfortable with. We heard you loud and clear.
This is a do-over. It's a do-better.
We’re not just slapping a new name and logo on an old blog. Still run by the same LGBTQIA+-identifying folks who’ve been here all along, we’ll continue to reblog all your gorgeous (fan)art, memes, and hot takes to this blog, while introducing you to some of the creatives who make up our community here on Tumblr. We’ll also be running a little pride month prompt series for you, starting next week, and will soon be giving you the opportunity to ask questions of LGBTQIA+ folks far and wide, from the media to advocacy groups (more about that here).
So. Come on in, get your comfies on, and let’s celebrate our community. Get in touch and tell us what you’d like to see, or send us stuff you want to share with your community. This is your space. All year round. Not just in June.
Notice how whenever people argue about wether or not "queer" counts as a slur, (see the notes of this post, if you're brave enough) the ones saying it does are just like, "I was hurt by that slur! You can't plaster it all over this website where I can't escape it!" and the ones who say it doesn't will post like, an entire thesis about how we've been using the word queer for over 30 years to describe the community, about how "queer theory" is an academic term from the 90s, and about how every word we use ie: "gay" "lesbian" etc. were also slurs at some point too, and that doesn't really mean anything today, among other calm, rational arguments.
It's actually frightening how many people exploit the mob mentality and cancel culture to gatekeep words that entire swathes of the community has been using for decades. Yall may not like being called TERFs, but when you actively try to exclude people on the basis of identity labels, it makes you sound like a fucking TERF. Don't use their rhetoric if you don't like it.
The truth is that nobody who has a real decent argument needs to resort to threats or fights to get their point across. If you have the evidence, you have the evidence. No amount of insults, violence, erasing our history, nor starting pointless arguments will make the truth any more or less true.
Seriously, if your actions can't be separated from that of the mormon fucking church, it probably means you need to go back to the drawing board and figure out where exactly you are actually right. That's the impression I always get from both TERFs (or just radfems) and the "queer is a slur" crowd (which have considerable overlap, I notice). I'm sure other people can point out if this is just a coincidence.
"When you declare a word a slur, you're giving it power to hurt you." That's something my brother once told me. I understand limiting our usage of some words that might be considered slurs, but you can't just ban a bunch of words from the entire internet because you don't like it. As soon as people have the power to control other people's usage of language, then you've already lost before the discussion can even begin. If you have trauma associated with the word "queer", then it might be time to deconstruct the reason why yourself, or with the help of a professional. Projecting your personal pain onto everyone else is maladaptive at best.
Don't let total strangers have the power to hurt you just by using a simple word. Slurs are one thing, but "queer" just ain't it.
Long Live Coppy Patch
Long Live Coppy! Here’s a patch! For you! Don’t say we don’t spoil you.
2.68″ wide x 4″ tall. Custom woven with a heat seal adhesive on the back. Ready to ship in mid-March.
i think the best way to describe art students is when i was in this advanced playwriting class, and we were reading this girl’s AWFUL play, and my computer suddenly crashed and wouldn’t turn back on. so obviously i’m a bit upset cuz of this, and the girl is like “oh no!”, and i think she’s gonna let me go to see if any of my data has been saved, but instead she hands me her computer so i can keep reading her terrible play. she tells me “crises averted! :)” and the only thing that stopped me from cold blooded murder was making eve contact with the professor who looked at me like “wtf”.
like i know we all like to rag on business majors for being selfish and stupid, but have any of you ever met a theatre/arts major? they’ll do some of the most traumatizing, dumbass shit and then sing a Dear Evan Hanson song in a public starbucks. join any arts student discord and try not to have a panic attack in the first five minutes.
some wonderful examples:
i was in this university musical and one of the cast got pink eye. she didn’t seek treatment for it, just showed up to rehearsal. and DIDN’T TELL ANYONE. within twenty minutes, half the fucking cast got pink eye. why’d she do this? “i didn’t want to ruin the show!” it was Sister Act the musical. the reviews from the show were so bad we couldn’t advertise it on the university website.
i knew this white guy who was convinced he was the best writer of all time. he applied to work at a super prestigious theatre company, but instead of sending them a resume, CV, portfolio, ANYTHING, he just sent them an email with a rap about how awesome he was at theatre. it included the phrase “home-diggity”.
one of my classmates was this girl who wanted to be cast as mercutio in romeo and juliet SO GODDAM BAD, she literally wouldn’t shut up about it. she gets the part, good for her. we’re all backstage getting ready and someone says “macbeth”, she lets out a legit guttural scream and starts crying/yelling about how the play is ruined now. took four people to calm her the fuck down so she could go onstage and get no laughs.
went to art school... the girl in the cubicle next to mine collected road kill and would let it rot in her space and then she made paintings as it rotted. the entire studio stunk. the professors loved her.
lying to people in positions of power (landlords, rental agencies, employers) to get what u want (a flat, a job, whatever) is cool and u should do it more often.
maybe it’s the Older Sibling in me but lying to people outright, by omission, or by implication is a useful skill. if the landlord says it’s not a party flat tell them you’re relieved to hear that because you hated living with people who had people over a lot. no you didn’t meet your future roommates through a facebook flatmate searching group, you met through mutual friends. you’re neurotypical and love working with people, customer service is your passion! you used to do tons of volunteer work in high school while also juggling extracurriculars and maintaining good grades which shows you’re really good at time management and like being busy, nevermind the fact that your school required you to do those volunteer hours. lie on the spot! adapt! you too can be the perfect person for every single situation! don’t feel bad about it! there’s no reason to be honest as long as it won’t directly be clockable as a lie!
not to be that guy but lying is bad and almost always gets you into more trouble than it's worth. idc if it's to a person in a position of power if you can't do something without lying you likely shouldn't be doing it
anyway fuck this addition and happy birthday to the concept of lying
The falafel place on capitol hill. They had the best tea they'd serve you while you waited for your order, I'm not sure what it was but there was always a single sage leaf in the bottom of the cup and they had this semolina cake that was so so good. Like sticky honey and almond and rose water cake, that was even better than the baklava. I've tried to duplicate it for years and can't seem to get it right.
reblog this and tag with a food you no longer have access to (closed restaurant, state you moved away from, ex’s mom’s cooking, etc) that will haunt you until your dying day, mine are the spicy chicken sandwich on the employee menu at the fine dining restaurant I was a prep cook at, and the onion bagel from the kosher place down the street from my house when I lived in the city
Pizza Slice Sweatshirt
The only way to wear pizza.
100% cotton. Ready to ship in mid-March.