tired of being

been stewing on an analytical approach to fiction which I call "is this book afraid of me?" and in order to answer this question you determine how hard the book is trying to make sure you don't come after the writer on twitter

Please keep making art. Please make it for yourself. Please don’t let everything become even more of the same flat general appeal nonsense that doesn’t seem to have anything to say

Hanging out with people will make you remember you're the crazy woke friend for like. not wanting to shop at shien

All the Trans Jax discourse has made me realise how many people don't view representation as something that exists to represent people to themselves and make them feel seen or validated but rather to represent us to non queers as a palatable sales pitch for why they should tolerate our existence.