Don't Talk To Me I'm Thinking About Dog Statues Turned Golden By All The Hands That Pet Them

Can you please reblog if your blog is a safe place for lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender, asexual, aromantic, pansexual, non binary, demisexual or any other kind of queer or questioning people? Because mine is.

Just realised that whenever I see the phrase "I wouldn't touch that with a ten foot pole" I automatically think of a ten metre pole. Like a comically long pole. A ten foot pole isn't all that long. That's slightly less than two of my body lengths. Not touching something with a ten foot pole still lets you get pretty close to it actually.

Saw this billboard and had to take an alternate route home just to get a picture of it

nonbinary people can look and act like the most stereotypical expression of machismo and masculinity you can think of . btw. and until you reconcile that with how you view queerness and masculinity your allyship will always be flawed.

day 19(?): boredom got way worse, trying to make myself a victorian friend

next person who implies that me not feeling the need to officially “come out” means i’m “in the closet” is getting smacked on the head. stop trying to fit me in ur dichotomy of “closeted” vs “out.” stop. i reject ur closet. it does not exist to me. i literally do not care if people know my sexuality and i’m sure as hell not going to define myself by whether or not they know it. i’m not closeted! i’m not out! i’m literally just chilling!

Carved coral, nephrite, hardstone, diamond, and gilt wild strawberries in a rock crystal vase on a jasper plinth (at Christie’s)