Riley

NO FUCKING TERFS ON MY BLOG NO RADFEMS NO ONE WHO CALLS THEMSELVES “GENDER CRITICAL” NO TRANSMEDS!!!!! YOURE ALL EVIL

hey boss i can't come in today it's a sunny day and there's a lovely breeze coming in through my window, yeah it's rustling the branches of the tree outside that's finally bloomed so it's pretty serious

Anna using 'Paul Robalino' as a non-famous person name to his FACE was so sick, twisted, and hilarious. I'm still laughing about it 10 minutes later.

On 29 May 2026, Ghana's Parliament passed a law criminalising LGBT+ people, their allies, their advocates, and anyone who refuses to look away. It has been two days. Not one major government has issued a statement. Not one international institution has picked up the phone loud enough for anyone to hear. This is what abandonment looks like. It does not always come with a announcement. Sometimes it just looks like silence on a weekend while people's lives get dismantled. The UK is about to host Ghana's President at an investment summit in London. The EU has active partnerships with Accra. The IMF has an ongoing programme with Ghana. The African Union exists. The UN exists. And yet the loudest sound coming from any of them right now is nothing. LGBT+ Ghanaians are not a talking point. They are people who woke up on Friday to a parliament that voted to make them criminals. They are people who are right now calculating whether they are safe, whether their landlord will use this law, whether their employer will, whether their family will. That calculation is happening in real time while the world decides whether this is worth a statement. The world is silent. That silence is a choice. And history will record who made it.

happy pride

consuming mass amounts of media related to my hyperfixation isnt enough i need to eat it

Christians with the Eucharist.

this is the funniest fucking reply ive gotten on this post everyone go home

#i tell corny bad jokes and if no one laughs I audibly say “well I think I’m funny”. It usually gets a better laugh then my jokes

Taking pictures of a black cat is like.. here’s my nothing… petting my nothing… my nothing looks so cute today

*sits bolt upright* the natural predator of Vampires is stone circles

why 🤨

I really do think that it’s good for the soul to be unironically pretentious about something. Not in a gatekeeping kind of way but in a “yes, it really is that deep and I would love to enthusiastically and passionately explain why” kind of way.

if you hate jazz you will die and go to hell

if you hate rap you will also die and go to hell

if you hate blues you will also also die and go to hell