Catherine Opie’s Dyke Deck (1995). Couples are Hearts; Jocks are Clubs; Femmes are Diamonds; Butches are Spades.
being an Adult is fucked up because you will be going through your day like normal and then you realize out of nowhere that you were in fact bullied Horribly and Constantly as a child in ways so stupid that you didn't even realize they Counted towards that
"End Cops 4 Ever"
Seen in Vancouver, Canadaw
even saying cost of living leaves something bitter in my mouth what kind of fucking phrase is that. vile
some things i hate:
- youtube playing ads immediately after a video is over, not letting me rewind what i was watching until they’re over.
- all social media apps having this tiktok dash structure where as soon as a short video is over it automatically scrolls down to another one, algorithmically chosen.
- streaming apps moving the thing im watching to a tiny corner and recommending more things as soon as the end credits begin, and i have to opt out of the next movie/show starting under a short timer.
- streaming apps doing the same thing also after i finish watching through the end credits, not letting me sit with a blank screen for a little while until i decide im ready to move on.
let me breathe, you know?
are you okay i noticed you reblogging "a raven with a damaged wing. it can still fly with ease" again
[guy who has been holding an insane amount of tension in his body for a week straight] bro why do I feel so awful
cant wait to go home so i can go be horizontal. all this vertical stuff sucks
the next day after exerting myself too much because i felt good for once







