(via rubeswillamuse)
For me, queer means radiant darkness, radical love, and a million and one ways to resist and decolonize. Queer is imbued with deep spirituality and sweetness.
Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
Oh god, not French.
(via canadrien)
Ok now that you know I’m sick and whiny come coddle me??
(biased) well-deserved whining post?
OK THE FUCK
so I spend three hours at the doctor’s office. Good. Fine. Probably one of my better life decisions in the last while.
I feel dippity-do today, on less than two hours of sleep and a 6am start at work
and the doctor so kindly informed me that I *do* indeed have a throat infection, that is ALSO an ear infection that is ALSO strep throat and ALSO why my nose looks like a crusty outer-planet clump of nasty.
fuck me, though.
Biederer postcards c. 1925
I.
When I was trying to quit smoking
and we drank white wine from Mason jars,
you called my freckles cocoa powder
and I called your green eyes
celery.
II.
I am learning how to be a grown-up
who pays bills, cooks her own dinners,
and doesn’t cry at words like
I think I just want to be friends.
III.
The thing is this:
Love is an organic thing.
It rots and softens.
(via lesbianlegbreaker)
Je peux prendre ta douleur: Gaslighting ›
Gaslighting is a form of mental abuse in which false information is presented with the intent of making a victim doubt his or her own memory,perception and sanity.[1] Instances may range simply from the denial by an abuser that previous abusive incidents ever…



