Something Smart. Also Intelligent. Probably. Maybe

you always see white americans talking about how they have "no culture" and it almost sounds like a harmless silly statement at first until you realize that leads into the very much harmful view of them being the default. the default character is a man who is white and lives in suburban america. and let me tell you you cant be thinking like that american baby

I hate that when you’re stressed enough your body just starts falling apart. I think it should realize you’re already stressed and don’t need that and start functioning better actually

That elderly couple who volunteers at the soup kitchen after church on Sundays and attends every town hall meeting has done more community direct action than 99% of internet leftists 🤷🏽‍♀️

Local activism stopped garbage collection from being privatized in my hometown and local activism is what defunds the police and keeps libraries and community gardens open and gets done most of the things people waiting around for a revolution claim they want. The weird former hippie suburban wine moms donating bags of quinoa chips and money to the food pantry I go to sometimes have done more for me materially then any defeatist political rant on tumblr ever has.

#local politics#so many people saying local elections won’t do anything for police brutality#when a lot of places in the US elect their sherrif!#and judges!#and all the other people in charge of the police!#but no I’m just a filthy moderate for suggesting we use EVERY tool at our disposal to improve the state of things (tags via @sofiadragon)

having a best friend who meets your level of freak is unmatched. you present them with the most unhinged, deeply buried thought from the depths of your psyche and instead of blinking blankly they just go "oh absolutely"—and I think that mutual brain rot like that is the highest form of intimacy actually.

i think i want to Leave a lot of things behind

like the amount of grief and trauma that now shapes me has me fucking uninterested in a lot of my social or personal endeavors and i want to give up on being palatable for public consumption, I want to give up on trusting my intuition, i want to start distrusting everyone I meet instead of the other way around, i have so much capacity for love but I can't fucking deal it out like an endless deck of cards

ive been reaching back out via phone call recently to my old Starbucks coworker friends who are now spread across the country but its been nice to connect w fellow bipoc queer ✨ crazies ✨ who Get It and also have seen me at my (almost) worst and still we made amazing lattes for hundreds of customers through the worst of it together

Not book smart or street smart but a secret third thing.

supid

supid.

Somebody at work keeps adjusting one of the perimeter cameras to have this beautiful artistic angle on the museum in a historical building across the way. The sun sets just behind it and the whole sky turns golden-blue, clouds streaked across the sky above. The lush tree line beneath the museum is perfectly lined up along the rule of thirds and the building itself towers above, almost mythical in its evening glory. Like damn, take a still from this camera and send it to the museum to frame and hang on their wall. I do need the camera to be pointing at the parking lot. Tho

The setting sun bounces off the skyscrapers downtown and hits the museum's windows and every one of them turns the same golden hue as the sky behind, reflected in the trees just starting to turn golden-orange beneath. The bottoms of the clouds take on the slightest tinge of purple and birds circle above, speckling the evening sky as they call autumn's last farewell. Someone's car got broken into in the parking lot last week, Tammy, point the damn camera at the cars