Satisfying things
at my funeral: *everyone is sitting in their seats when all of a sudden “i like to move it” by king julian blasts through the speakers and all of a sudden my lifeless corpse is dropped down by strings like a puppet and it just starts dancing*
everyone in these notes saying the songs not by king julian can die with me too
She watched it and STILL denies it. Pathetic excuse for a human.
That’s what the media should do every time these trumpsters lie. Show
them the tape. And not because to debunk their lies, they know they are
lying, but because people who have been brainwashed and gas-lighted could
hear the truth.
She was so owned
Dystopian novels: only the strong survive.
Me reading dystopian fiction growing up and internalizing the message in the narrative: there’s no place for me in this world, I’d be dead the moment the regime took hold. I’m not strong enough. I couldn’t stand the suffering. Maybe the narrative is right. Maybe only the strong survive.
Me now as an adult getting ready to rip the pin from the grenade with my teeth and brandishing a molotov cocktail in the other hand: IF I GO DOWN I’M TAKING YOU MOTHER FUCKERS WITH ME, BRING IT ON IF YOU THINK YOUR HARD ENOUGH. YOU THINK YOU’RE SCARY? MY IMMUNE SYSTEM IS EATING ITSELF AND I HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE. COME GET SOME
We used to talk about how we would survive a zombie apocalypse, in high school, and I had one friend that would go, “Well you won’t last that long anyways, so why should we plan for you?” and I would agree, because I didn’t realize how deep I had internalized the idea that my disability made me not worthy of survival.
Flash forward to college, when my new friends and I are having a very similar conversation and I go, “I won’t last, so I guess I would just feed myself to the zombies” and my friends had a very strong response of, “NO, we are going to rob pharmacies. We will all learn how to get insulin from pigs or bacteria. You are not going down easy, you are too much of a fighter for that.”
I still remember the first time on tumblr, on a post discussing the zombie apocalypse, where I said “hey just leave me behind with the shotgun, I’ll only slow you down” and I think it might have been @undead-tealeaves who said “fuck that, we’ll pick you up and run while you aim” and honestly it might have just been meant as a throw away comment but it made me want to cry. And it meant a lot to me, it really did, like this was a comment from over two years ago and it still pops into my head and makes me feel emotional.
Like it really is the little things like your friends being like, come the dystopian government or the ends of the earth as we know it, whichever comes first, we have you. Because we have each other. And the survivalist community that is willing to ride and die for each other, will be the one that thrives and outlives the bastards trying to put us down. Hopefully long enough to see the new dawn, but hey, you don’t always get to see the garden you sow.
You know… in the darkest timeline I was not expecting megacorps like Starbucks to suddenly lead the way with inclusive shit like this. It gives me mental whiplash but this is fucking awesome. I know that facial feminisation costs a fucking fortune, and I’ve spent thousands of dollars on hair removal myself, so I know $$$ can be a major road block to people achieving the appearance they want.
I hope this benefits a lot of people.
the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument
talk dirty to me
Have ya’ll seen the double contrabass flute before???
reblogging my own post because what in the fuck
i give you the contrabass tuba. Why is it real. I dont know.
Know what’s even better?
HYPERBASS FLUTE
my counter:
piccolo trombone
fucking what
B I G D O O T
I am actually cry-laughing what the fuck lookit these
