Lavender Kid

[Video description: a video of someone painting over an old dinner tray decorated with an existing painting. The original painting is of people picking fruit from a orchard by a farmhouse. The edited painting features characters from Over the Garden Wall, including the human protagonists, Wirt and Greg, various animals, and people with Jack-o-lanterns on their heads. Text on the video reads “I found this old tray at goodwill and decided to add to the scene.“ The video ends with the camera zooming out from the finished painting, which is sitting on some grass. The painter then places a rock with a painted face on the tray. /end VD]

does anyone else remember when 19-year-old musician Lil Nas X released a single about riding horses and having fun. Became a wildly popular song. And then he was forcibly outted to the public and now every fucking day he’s fighting for his life against white supremacists and the Christian church. He’s only 22. Can you even imagine the immense pressure? The hurt you’d be experiencing in his shoes? At twenty fucking two? His music is amazing and his replies on Twitter are spot-on, but how are so many of you not enraged at what he’s being forced to endure?

no white gay boy will ever reblog this, watch:

no white gay will reblog this

no white lgb person will reblog this

Without Stonewall, without the efforts of Marsha P. Johnson and Sylvia Rivera, the LGBTQ Community wouldn’t be where it is today. Don’t forget the roots, don’t forget the catalyst.

White gay boy reblog

Finally a Tumblr Post that speaks to me

This makes me happy.

it’s like I DO want to be feminine in the way a man is feminine. if I’m performing feminity I don’t want it to be read as an inherent reflection of my gender and who I am. I don’t want someone to call me ma’am or be called a girl. like. it’s drag. only it can’t be drag for me, because it’s not actually subverting anything, is it? so I’m in this spot where I either cannot allow myself any femininity or I do and accept the consequences of perception. my wearing eyeliner isn’t a subversion, a quiet rebellion, it’s perceived as fulfilling an expectation. somehow I can never be masc enough to be percieved as I want to be, so any introduction of femininity feels like a defeat. and yet sometimes I want to wear the pretty things that are still in my closet! or play around with makeup. but it isn’t a young boy getting into his mother’s vanity and heels, it’s growing up into the fulfillment of the wants of the mother and the rest of society as a blank whole.

I just want everyone to be as pretty as they want to be

the reason why other ppl with learning/developmental disabilities can't read like they did in middle school & high school was because books were the easiest way to access serotonin & dopamine since you weren't allowed to use your phone, & they also gave you something to hyperfocus on as a means of mental escape. entering college & the adult world means you can freely use your tech so you can access serotonin/dopamine faster, making books seem less "interesting" in comparison when in reality your mind is just used to the instant gratification, which isn't bad at all. it's like making your own dinner vs ordering out.

oh

Oh

OH