Lance

Please spread this shit like wildfire. People go on and sit through the whole experience and they’re uncomfortable because they just want to please their partner and they don’t tell them that they want to stop because they are not ready. It’s okay not to be ready. 

notice here that consent is revoked without ever saying no and consent goes so far beyond yes/no!!!!!!

when you wake up from a 4 hour afternoon nap

Never will these not be cute.

One of my all time favourite things I’ve seen tumblr

we shortly interrupt your regular shitposting program with these reptiles

“He wants to give his husband the weirdest of mouthless blowjobs”

like it’s actually really weird! sometimes I get really nasty hateful and sorta evil messages from people, or my friends do, or someone leaves something horrible in a reblog of my posts, and I go to the blog and it’s all like “ uwu plant baby “ aesthetics and reblogs of mental illness posts like “do you ever worry deep down you’re a bad person” and pictures of animals saying stuff like “don’t worry, you are good” and it’s almost CREEPY to me because actually no??? right now you aren’t good!! you’re sending horrible, hateful, mean things to people! you’re being nasty for the sake of being nasty and PRETENDING it’s for some righteous cause bc you don’t want to even stop and think about what you’re saying!!! It’s so frustrating bc the guilt WORKS. I almost feel BAD being like “don’t talk like that to other human beings it’s terrible” bc what if they have a meltdown bc of it and hurt themselves?? I don’t want to be involved in that! I don’t want them to get hurt! But also!!! They’re the ones on the attack! being horrible! With NO regard for my feelings or anyone else’s. But I still can’t handle the possibility so I usually just delete the asks or the comment and block them but it’s SO frustrating it makes me cry sometimes!!!!

It’s so fucking surreal. Half the time that I get messages like “hey I think you deserve to get murdered”, they’re from blogs with cutesy pastel pink aesthetics and posts about kindness and positivity and taking the time to understand others. What even inspired an aesthetic blog to join the dark side?

I think it’s a smokescreen, but like, internally? Sometimes you’ll get ones that are half just like, openly and bitterly harassing people in one thread, and then in the next thread being all “uwu pastoralist aesthetic helping others” It comes off as this utterly hollow performative shell. Like the uncanny valley but for blogging. As if the person running the blog knows deep down what they’re doing and saying is wrong and so they constantly have to infantalize themselves to justify it.

Building a treehouse is the biggest insult to a tree. “I killed your friend, here hold him.”

Plants don’t wage war

Mint and strawberries, too. They need to be quarantined or they will kill basically everything else. 

This post did not go where I expected it to.

Yall mother fuckers don’t even talk unless you’ve had to wage war on kudzu (it’s an ivy strain directly from Hell) that shit doesn’t just wage war with other plants, it wages war with all living things on planet earth. It’s some gnarly ass Blood for the Blood God, Chlorophyll for the Chlorophyll Throne demon weed. 

@solarpunkcast @solarpunkactionweek @solarpunkinspo @enviropunk feels relevant

in real life you will probably not respond to harassment in a sexy, clever, scripted way where you come out with the upper hand and everyone claps. you will freeze up and your moment will pass, or your voice will shake when you tell them to stop and you’ll realize two minutes later that you’re gross and sweaty and sticky from the adrenaline. maybe you’ll be on the ball and answer in a way you actually think is pretty smart and get ignored, or they’ll get more aggressive when you mouth off to them. you almost never will walk away feeling victorious. you walk away feeling uncomfortable and relieved that it’s over. you’ll think about it later and imagine that maybe you could have said something else. maybe you’ll feel ashamed that you weren’t quicker-witted, weren’t able to cut them down to size, weren’t able to avoid that lingering sick feeling in the pit of your stomach, as though there’s some kind of magical words you could have said that would have left you feeling less powerless. there really aren’t. 

“Let me tell you a truth… No matter what choice you make, it doesn’t define you. Not forever. People can make bad choices and change their minds and hearts and do good things later; just as people can make good choices and then turn around and walk a bad path. No choice we make lasts our whole life. If there’s ever a choice you’ve made that you no longer agree with, you can make another choice” - Jonathan Maberry, Dust and Decay

Reblogging the good stuff from Laura Kate Dale, the gay autistic transwoman gamer we deserve.