lovewashername:

marshmallowmegamama:

Yes, that is a kid with a violin walking through a garden in Detroit. And that alone should tell you why you need to support youth leadership in Detroit. :D

But for those who need a little more convincing—some context. This picture is from the youth led garden tour of Earthwork’s gardens in Detroit that I spoke about here. This tour was a part of Earthwork and Capuchin Soup Kitchen’s yearly celebration of Harvest Time. The youth with the violin played with other youth while the community ate food grown out of this very garden. It was a fabulous event—and the multi-generational attendance of the event was especially warming to my soul.

Please support these youth attending the Allied Media Conference in late June by donating the fundraising campaign that they created and organized entirely on their own!

Because youth leadership is happening RIGHT NOW!

BOOOOOOOOOOOST!

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suddenly-sara:

Suddenly Sara : Transition Fund

I’ve begun a transition fund. The expenses incurred by transitioning are probably the biggest barriers in the path to happiness and completion for many of us, and I cannot do this alone, unfortunately. Here, you’ll find a breakdown of the costs involved, and a humble request for help…

my ex-girlfriend’s transition fund. she requests donations. 

ikenbot:

Supermassive Black Hole at Work

Image Credit: NASA, S. Gezari (The Johns Hopkins University), and J. Guillochon (University of California, Santa Cruz)

Back in 2010, astronomers witnessed an explosion of light from a star that was obliterated by a supermassive black hole. This is an accurate computer simulation of the event that took place.

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This is my FIRST PUBLISHED PORN STORY and the first thing I’ve published since I was 16 that will actually earn me money. It’s an expansion of a story I wrote as kind of a dare in 2005 for Valentine’s Day. It’s a modern retelling of Little Red Riding Hood, set in a dance club, with a werewolf. Except she schtups the wolf because this is a porn story. Yep. Fuck you, don’t judge me. 

fuckyeahhardfemme:

cerulean-tea:

♡♡♡♡♡♡: sometimes i just want to get a fake orange spray tan and bleach my…

popquizkid2006:

sometimes i just want to get a fake orange spray tan and bleach my hair blonde and wear hollister and a&f and american eagle and uggs exclusively and wear frosted lipglosses and make ducklips faces and care about jersey shore and gossip girl. because apparently “nice” dudes hate when girls that 

because it’s “fake”, it’s “slutty”, it’s overdone/tasteless/”dumb” but fuck you. everything is fake. all persona is persona including what you’ve been conditioned to perceive as a “neutral”/”inoffensive” appearance. 

because i don’t want your “respect”, and i certainly don’t need your advice on how to “respect” a body. i don’t need your fake concern about skin cancer and burns on my scalp when my body doesn’t even feel like mine sometimes. when breast cancer becomes selling sex to teenage boys who wouldn’t tell you about the lump in your breast they felt while they were feeling you up. your concern for my body will always be mediocre until it is mine to create/destroy/create, and even then it wouldn’t even matter because you do not inhabit this flesh, or these organs, or this mucus/snot/bile/blood/spit/fluid/fluid/fluid. so stop trying to crawl into my bed of skin, asshole. stop trying to own my ugliness. you can’t have it. too bad, so sad. 

i don’t want you to wait before i leave the room to talk about how gross i am. i want my skin to be greasy and leave big orange stains on every man who touches me and who i choose to touch. i want my hair to make you puke. i want my clothes to remind you of how capitalism lives in tube tops and booty shorts just as well as it does in jeans and a t-shirt or whatever the fuck makes you feel like the girl you wanna fuck is real “authentic”, real “down-to-earth” or whatever. i want to remind you that every picture is posed. no expression can be pure when you can see the camera and the camera can see you. i want you to know that i spent three goddamn hours straightening my hair and putting on my eyeliner over and over again and removing it over and over again so there’s light grey rings under my eyes and when i reapplied my lipgloss for the 20th time tonight in the backseat of my best friend’s car it hit a pothole so it’s smudging against my lipliner and i’m still not “sexy” to your pretentious jonh lennon art school ass. my labor is MINE, and it’s ugly because god loves ugly. i wasn’t put on this earth to give you a hard on. i want to scream and drink and grind to shitty club music because i want to scare the living shit out of you. i want you to go home and post a facebook update about how “our generation is doomed” and get twenty likes from all your pretentious john lennon art school friends and all your fedora-wearing self-entitled pasty sarcastic bros and all your edgewatch xvx police officers and all your “nice guy” indie rock microbrew date rapists who all secretly wish they could make a man want to remove himself from this earth just by getting a spraytan.

i don’t want you to want to fuck me, BRO. i want you to have to look at me. i want to be the bright orange flesh you don’t want to fuck but you also can’t ignore. i want you to be very, very scared of what is going to come out of my mouth. i want you to cringe at the sound of my voice because it is both too feminine and too loud. your disgust makes me even louder, even more powerful. and it’s so funny to me, so funny to me, because you know and i know we are both just pretending we aren’t aware that deep down you so badly wish you could be a monster, too.

Wow. This is a good read.

speaking of femme/hard femme…

this reminds me of 

and then 

and also 

because people in countercultures or who think of themselves as countercultural or intellectual will often make a big deal about how appearance shouldn’t matter, then turn around and get really judgey about what they consider to be mainstream (or, more often, “trashy”) methods of visual personal expression. and the enormous sympathetic shipping fandom that spawned other-girls-senpai and normal-chan seems like it’s a sign that that trend is reversing in some way and that people are starting to get the idea that judging someone on looking like they care about their appearance is still judging someone on their appearance. i don’t know how much people who do the whole fake-tan bleach-hair american-eagle-clothes thing described in the essay above consider the semiotics of their presentation as a general rule, but i really like the idea of using that stereotyped appearance as a conscious act of defiance against visual identity policing. 

mattachinereview:

parcelhare:

Orchid Mantis (Hymenopus coronatus) - Malaysia

From Wikipedia:

This species is characterized by brilliant and beautiful coloring and unusual structure; their four walking legs resemble flower petals, and the coloration of the bodies tends to match the environment in which they were raised. H. coronatus shows some of the most pronounced sexual dimorphism of any species of mantis; the males are generally less than half the size of the females. Young nymphs resemble ants with orange and black bodies. As the mantis grows in its environment, its color comes to more closely match the coloration of its surroundings with each passing molt. It has been theorized that humidity and intensity of light play a large role in the final coloration of the adult.

(Various photos from Google Images)

me

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kalidraws:

Here’s a little madlib for you, “The Illustrator’s Lament”:

No matter how many ( cool objects, people, or scenarios ) I draw, I will still be a ( self adjective ) ( self noun ) who will never ( fanciful action ).

For instance:

No matter how many tough lady space marines I draw, I will still be a cautious nerd who will never fire an interstellar harpoon.

(via hobbitdragon)

I follow this blog called fuckyeahhardfemme, and occasionally interesting discussions of what “femme” means, or what “hard” in relation to “femme” or “butch” means pop up on it. It’s interesting. However, being a D&D player, I think I almost like the implications of “chaotic femme” and the like better. :)

amydentata:

inflateablefilth:

t-r-a-n-s:

About the petition:

First off, Alex is not going anywhere. Yes, Alex’s mother tried to regain custody of her child after she initially lost it and failed, but her father doesn’t have custody either.

The court ruled that way because they…

I need this because of reasons