Thirst Central

The girl grave robbing and selling human bones online

The white american girl who pretended to be an interracial lesbian couple living with hiv in india, just so she could write hamilton hiv fic

The girl everyone thought was the native lesbian writer of my immortal, who wrote it to find her brother, but it turns out she was white and lied about her backstory and probably didn’t even write the fic

Russian Chaos Agents

all or nothing

beastmilk jewelry

bone thief

cancer scam

child slavery

cole sprouse’s social experiment

confusedtree

constablefrozen

cybersmith

dashcon

evilfemme

firebolting

freebleeding

glitchedpuppet

hiv hamilton fanfic

homestuck bucket video

homestuck sharpie bath

komaeda kin finger hoax

leelah project

lifting community

“made her eat the doodoo”

medicine switching murder

memeufacturing

miss officer and mr. truffles

mod silver

my immortal author hoax

needle-filled cookie

piss jello

russian agents

toe necklace

unliscenced therapy

Josephine Baker, Gardner, 1938 

There comes the strangest moment in your life, when everything you thought before breaks free— what you relied upon, as ground-rule and as rite looks upside down from how it used to be.

Skin’s gone pale, your brain is shedding cells; you question every tenet you set down; obedient thoughts have turned to infidels and every verb desires to be a noun.

I want—my want. I love—my love. I’ll stay with you. I thought transitions were the best, but I want what’s here to never go away. I’ll make my peace, my bed, and kiss this breast…

Your heart’s in retrograde. You simply have no choice. Things people told you turn out to be true. You have to hold that body, hear that voice. You’d have sworn no one knew you more than you.

How many people thought you’d never change? But here you have. It’s beautiful. It’s strange.