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we go through this every hurricane season but the way people will find any excuse to point the finger at the victims of natural disasters and say cruel shit like "fuck around and find out" like it's not horrifying having to leave behind your home and all your belongings and potentially your pets with the full knowledge that there might not be anything to come back to after... ignoring that there are people that don't have a car or the money to evacuate, ignoring disabled people who have no way to get out, ignoring people that can't find places for their pets to shelter, ignoring people that have medical equipment that can't be moved or replaced, etc... and even if someone stays behind solely because they want to, they still don't deserve to suffer.

as someone who worked extensively in disaster response previously, it is not easy to "just" evacuate, and the relief that comes afterwards is intentionally difficult to obtain. and already the forces that be are trying to spin this narrative that the victims are at fault, to put the blame on them so that if (probably when) people are forced to resort to looting (because the aid never comes) everyone will nod and agree that they're all bad people and deserved it... rather than acknowledging the fact that there was no attempt to make the evacuation accessible and safe for everyone, no guarantee that aid will be waiting for them when they return to a home that has been swept away... no empathy for the fact that these people's entire lives are potentially destroyed with no safety net to catch them.

Only Gee could watch the towers fall and still serve

does anybody have that one picture of 9/11 where u can see gerard standing like rlly cuntilly on the sidewalk??? plz i need it.

New poem time:

Another day, pacing four walls

Dreaming to escape away

To trees, the smalls, the talls

Where maybe someone will find me

Waiting

Another night, I hold inanimate

Plush beings in hope they'll heal

Me and before it's too late

And I'll feel safe alone

Waiting

Another morning, I wake to

My breaking mind looking down

Crying to my dying heart who

Neither has answers nor hope for the

Waiting

Another evening, I want to cry

For painkillers for my dying soul

Who can't help but ask why

I'm still here when I'm just

Waiting

Maybe I should go

Waiting

Only hurts more

Waiting

Makes me care less

Waiting

Maybe it's not worth it

twitter historically sucks but man this is a banger of a tweet

Teehee another poem, Wake at the End of the World:

There's a wake at the end of the world

And you're invited

We'll abandon our flesh at the end of the world

Aren't you excited?

Shadows of our bones will poke through our faces

There'll be no class, no sex, no races

For we left them with our mortal flesh

And we're all becoming one

We're rediscovering Eden at the end of the world

And you're invited

There'll be no pain and death at the end of the world

Aren't you excited?

Our ghostly figures can't build bombs anymore

And the guns will go cold and rust forevermore

When we've all lost life there's no more to take

And we're all becoming one

We'll lay our souls bare at the end of the world

And you're invited

Kindred souls will meet at the end of the world

Aren't you excited?

Our souls will light eternal night like neutron stars

And they'll shimmer like the beating of living hearts

And we'll be a mosaic in the vast empty

And we're all becoming one

I'll be there at the end of the world

And you're invited

And I'll love like no other at the end of the world

Aren't you excited?

And we'll build a new world of our own design

We'll watch over it for eternity we resign

We'll warm each other like braided flame

Where we'll both become one

Sometimes I wonder if there's something to performers in difference to all other art. I wonder why there's that urge to spill all your emotions to a crowd. It's beautiful to see and, as someone who's done it, beautiful to do. But no other art is like that. Sure there's the exhibition to show visual arts or in the intricacies in craft arts but it's such a quiet emotion whose scream is a passive one. I wonder a lot about what drives us to be so public and communal about our messages and stories.

I wonder if we're a type. I grew up with dance girls and I can only remember one trait that united us all, we're all emotional. Not in the cry about every little thing way but we all had this urge to get all our emotions out and to others, maybe this is why gossip is so rampant in our circles. Even the stoic dancers were stoic in spite of their emotions, they even danced with this careful exhale of feeling. I remember us cloggers were definitely a type, we were all energetic and headstrong. I mean, reasons a dance style that's loud, fast, and rural would attract us.

I've been around a lot of theater kids growing up and I think a very similar thing is true. I can't speak as one of them but to a person the ones who performed had this hemorrhaging emotional quality. It was channeled differently and definitely had a different vibe but that feeling was there. I think band kids did this too, again with a completely different feel.

Maybe I'm just witnessing an all artist thing and understanding it as a performer thing but I think visual artists, writers, and other non performance arts don't have. That's not to denigrate those art forms, they do some things way better than us, but I think there's this special quality to us performers that unites us and informs how we are.

I think the etymology of the word vice is interesting in the experience of having them. Yes there's the surface layer, vices in workshops clamp things a vice clamps you, but past that vices the tools are made to hold things. When used properly they can position a workpiece to be worked on and improved but when used incorrectly often by someone inexperienced can damage or destroy the workpiece.

You can misuse a tool, girl you've been on construction sites no shit, what's my point in this?

Think of any vice you want and most cases there's an ethical and healthy way of doing it. When done properly and in moderation some of these vices can be big cultural or interpersonal rituals. It's when these things are done, often in inexperience, poorly to the damage of oneself and others.

My point is this, don't fret if you do a "harmful" behavior now and then. So long as all involved are able to agree and agree to it willingly, go for it. Just don't overdo it, don't do it once so hard it takes everything down with you and don't let it become such a part of your life it eclipses everything else.

At the end of the day, life is just a mosaic of experiences. The good, the bad, the healthy, and the dirty all paint the whole.

i am not a “content creator.” i am a weird faggot on the internet

Honestly? My main piece of advice for writing well-rounded characters is to make them a little bit lame. No real living person is 100% cool and suave 100% of the time. Everyone's a little awkward sometimes, or gets too excited about something goofy, or has a silly fear, or laughs about stupid things. Being a bit of a loser is an incurable part of the human condition. Utilize that in your writing.

Do y'all think Alexander the Great is babygirl enough to enjoy that he's been yassified over history?

"Bethesda/Todd Howard doesn't actually hate FNV 🙄"

They have stated the show is apparently 100% canon and they're using it to retcon the only good Fallout game to come out in decades. It wasn't even enough to ruin West Coast lore post-FNV, they're literally saying FNV never happened.

No wonder Pete Hines resigned back in October; even he thought this was stupid.

Bethesda haters stay correct. Anyone who somehow still had hope for this franchise despite the last ten years, now you can finally let go.

I'm going to lose

Me: mods can we ban this person?

The angel and devil on my shoulders: and we're supposed to do this how???

me: chat what do we think

the angel and devil on my shoulders: can you not call us that please

I am a lesbian

I wrote this poem at breakfast so here it goes

Farewell, until we meet again:

Why must you give me such mixed emotions?

You're the source of some of my greatest hurt

The source of some of my worst decisions

But my heart aches to think of leaving

Maybe I love the side effects, the friends

Memories and joy that were made with you

Maybe that's why my soul cries to see it end

Despite all the pain I've endured here

Maybe I started to think of you as home

I laid my head here for a whole year

That certainly has an effect of its own

In spite of the pain many of those nights bore

Maybe I won't miss the brick laden streets

Which I walked everyday to classes and such

Maybe I won't miss it in favor of the heat

Way back home, but I'm far from certain

Maybe I'll come back and wash the blood

Of poor decisions with the water of the good

And then only the good ones will flood

My mind, but this year's taught me not to guess

Modern Catra in my MetalliCat AU

Definitely one of the Top Images of all time I gotta say

gonna post my entire stickman reaction pic collection

CW: Death, Cheating, Grief, Mourning

I'm going to talk to the void cause shit happened among my community and I'm processing (if you know the people in the story, no you don't).

There's a unique parallel between death and the end of a relationship especially when felt in communities. Obviously both are the end of something, but there's more to it. Both are mourned under the conditions of their ending, murder victims are mourned far different than people who pass in their sleep after saying goodbye. Likewise I think that relationships are often mourned the same way.

This becomes especially poignant when it comes to relationships that die by cheating. These relationships ended by the greatest betrayal of hearts that a human can endure, and importantly revolve around the taking of consent. In these instances consent between partners is on the "contract" of being in a relationship. When you have those agreements which you promised to live by there is no guarantee other than trust that it will be upheld. This is why relationships are often scary but rewarding, it's scary to take a leap of faith like that but also deeply rewarding to trust someone that deeply. And when that trust is broken with cheating it breaks that trust and deals a mortal wound to a relationship.

Okay, so how does this relate to murder victims? When a person dies in that way they are denied agency, consent, and the ability to die on their own terms. When these things happen without someone doing this it's a tragedy and hurts more than a peaceful passing but there's extra pain when someone causes that loss.

The reason is trust, when you exist in a community there is a set of agreed upon rules that almost always include not to kill each other, it's about the most universal rule out there. The trust is what gets violated so that not only is a person gone but a deep and fundamental trust is broken. This is why I feel these types of mourning are similar.

The point to making this comparison is this, murders are felt among the whole community. They are mourned with the whole community. When people in your community experience cheating, support them and help them mourn just as you would a person lost because often times they lost the person most dear to them in the process.

Any artist who wants to be/ is a parent know the FEAR of your kids finding *that* work

waltuh, you can't kill the moon spirit waltuh

the whole world depends on that balance waltuh

OMGGGGG OMG OMG WE LOVE TO SEE IT

oh god it's happening

watch me be awkward on camera for like 30 min

never invite me to a wedding because all I'll be thinking about is shit like "the bride and the ugly ass groom" and just hope I won't accidentally say my thoughts out loud

I CANNOT describe how happy James being an elder queer for Ash makes me<333

Ace Trainers

[All comics in order here]

Tragic: Trans Girl Forced to Put On Shirt to Go Downstairs And Get Food

CATDORA HEADCANONS~

This is all super unorganized rn but ill fix it later :P

🧸🍰🧸🍰🧸🍰🧸🍰🧸

-catra and adora DEFINITELY kissed when they were in the fright zone, but shadow weaver erased adora's memories and told catra to never bring it up

-catra accidently scratches adora's back with her claws while they're cuddling

-they found the spot where adora found the sword and they go on dates there every now and then

-catra always thinks about the chances of her and adora being together if they stayed in the fright zone

-back when they were in the fright zone catra was completely in love with adora, but she couldn't say anything since shadow weaver would just erase their memories

-when adora started living in bright moon she still layed with her legs tucked up because she was used to catra sleeping at the bottom of the bed

-MAYBE they didn't even know what dating is in the horde since that would be considered a distraction, so catra was super confused when she started having feelings. And when adora began having feelings she thought she would be a disappointment to the horde :(

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I'll add more later :P

She-Ra and Catra by Vero (TheArtofVero)