An Artist Draws Near!

i like when fiction treats love as a more complicated force and not something that is inherently pure or redemptive. portray it as flawed and complex as any other human impulse. give me love as prejudice, love as possessive stasis, love as addiction, love as blindness, etc.

every now n then i think about how native americans as human beings just dont exist in like 99% of mainstream media. in movies or tv shows or books or video games or you know even in porn like we just arent people. when theres a native character theyre like a wild west indian. like truly to ppl we all died back in the 1900s.

even in things like surveys we are often forgotten about entirely, made out to be so small we’re not important enough/statistically significant enough to bother polling or we’re relegated as literal ‘other’s

10 years later and homo sex is still in

11 years later and homo sex is still in