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Judas didn’t hang himself from shame, he did it so he could see his best friend again.

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Fuck I can’t keep getting emotional about the Bible it’s making me sad every theology class. something something these characters are HUMAN and ALIVE and most of them were real and they went through hell and for what??? Someone, someTHING that could take all their pain away in an instant but doesn’t because of a plan he created at the beginning of time. Like,

Do you think Adam forgave Eve? Did he hold her in the cold cave they fled to? Did he hold back his complaints of the hot sun and labor and dirt because he knew it wasn’t her fault? Did Eve stifle her screams during childbirth, afraid to annoy her husband, her perfect match that gave up everything for her? Did Adam hold her hand anyway?

Do you think Cain grieved Abel? Did he look at his hand, still holding the rock, sticky with red, and regret? Did he know someone could die? Did he know he killed his brother? Did he realize, for the first time since his parents doomed them all, that he was unforgivable? Did he cry when he buried his brother? Did he leave a gravestone? When he wandered, exiled, did he mourn the light laughter of a sibling that would never smile again?

What about Isaac? Did he ever look at his father again? Did he cry? Plead for his father to stop, please, I’m scared, dad, put down the knife I don’t wanna die I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry? Did Abraham apologize? Would it have mattered if he did?

Did Moses close his eyes when the spirit passed over? Did he clasp his hands over his ears when the first mother discovered her first born son? Did the wailing of every mother, father and sister reach him? When the first scream ran out, then another, and another, as house after house discovered the body of a child dead because of their pharoah, did he cry? Did he look at his hands and look at the lamb’s blood stained there and wonder who was a worse sacrifice?

And, a thousand years later, did a fourteen year old kid look at the screaming child in her arms and scream too? Has Mary ever seen so much blood? Theres a tearing, ripping pain between her legs, and her husband wipes her face with a cloth, and she knows. She looks at the child -her child- and knows he’s gonna die. By agreeing to a deal she couldn’t understand she cursed this child to die. Her womb was a grave all along, wasn’t it? Did Mary scream the same way, thirty years later, looking at her son (Jesus my son that’s my son that’s my baby what are you doing to him that’s my son Jesus sweetheart I’m sorry I love you I love you I love you) on the cross?

Did he youngest of the disciples, only a teenager himself, know what Jesus was? Did Judas see the almighty or his best friend? When they slept in the desert or a garden, or an inn, did he look at his sleeping friend and know? When Jesus looked at him and gave him permission, did he beg? Beg to choose someone else, beg to be let go, beg to not kill him? Did he go to the Sanhedrin, sobbing? Did he hold the pieces of silver in his hands and think they were as heavy as a body? Do you think when he kissed Jesus, Jesus kissed back? Did he hear the screaming that night, coming from the courthouse? Did he wish to take the whip strokes himself? Did Judas feel the rope in his hands and laugh, knowing that as soon as he kicked the stool he’d be free? Did Judas hang himself knowing he’d see Jesus again and finally, finally apologize?

And did Jesus, the son of a carpenter, the son of a perfect woman, the son of God, understand? When he was twelve and lost, did he tell the priests of the temple what was gonna happen to him? Did he know that he was to be tortured? Did he look at Judas and forgive him because it had to happen? In Gethsemane, did he curse God? Did he ever try to stray from the plan? Did he ever look at the devil in the desert and wonder, just for a second, if he should say yes? What did he answer when someone asked him who he was the son of? Joseph, the man who raised him, the man who wiped his tears, the man who taught him all he could about the world? Or did he answer God, the one who abandoned him and let him die? Who did Jesus call “Father”? Do you think he hugged the disciples good-bye at the last supper? Did he try to memorize the feel of their clothes, the smell of their hair? Did he ever get his last words to them? Did the think of his mom and dad and friends on the cross, or just the God who put him there? Yes, Jesus wept, but who for?

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whenever i see talk about third spaces people pretty much always mean bars, or other places of consumption. Nobody really talks about something like a public bathhouse that would be a massive boon for local homeless people, or making local laundromats a free public service. These can, and I think absolutely should be valuable and very utilitarian third spaces for community building.

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you cant ever let yourself forget what it felt like to be 15. how adults treated you. being treated without a shred of respect because people think youre too young to have thoughts and feelings of your own. the lack of autonomy. you cant ever forget that because if you do you might become the kind of adult who treats kids like theyre not people

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Okay so I just watched a video of a boy who once identified as trans still got bottom surgery after he realized he was cis and people were so fucking rude? Like just because this cis dude has a vagina people were calling him transphobic and wishing death upon him.

So this is a reminder that when we as a community advocate for bodily autonomy and gender surgeries that means everyone regardless of gender can do whatever they want with their bodies.

If someone who is cisgender wants top/bottom surgery THEY CAN GET IT. If someone wants facial plastic surgeries that we usually find creepy like buccal fat removal or eye lifts THEY CAN GET IT. And here’s the really controversial one but if someone wants to do things that harm their body like hard drugs or diy mods THEY CAN DO IT!

Because body autonomy isn’t just “I can get bottom surgery to pass” or “I can get an abortion” it’s also all the wild stuff that makes us uncomfortable and that’s okay.

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are the dead allowed to deal with life?

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*scandalously exposes ankle by lifting my skirt but my skin is super dry and scaley and not sexy at all*

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Here's the thing about Jareth from Labyrinth right?

He's made up.

That's not necessarily the same thing as not REAL. But he, just like all her friends who show up in her room before her adventure as toys and figurines, exist in relation to her, in response to what she wanted and needed. She told the story and there he was, there he always had been. But she's a teenage girl who doesn't know what she wants yet, and Jareth kind of pays the price.

"but the king of the goblins had fallen in love with the girl, and had given her certain powers." He's an archetypal oxymoron. He's both the dastardly baby stealing villain and the royal love interest trying to relieve the heroine's suffering, Cinderella style. He's fucked either way by being both. She doesn't know if SHE wants to be the villain or the heroine until he shows up and then she decides on the heroine, so he has to sneer and menace and challenge but it's too late for him!! it's too late, The King Of The Goblins Had Fallen In Love With the Girl, he's Cinderella's prince too and he has to try, he gives her a poofy dress and takes her to fucking goblin prom, sweeps her around the room like a music box with perfect posture and room for Jesus.

But it doesn't work buddy, it can't work. You're just a story for a teen girl to grow up in, and as the villain you have to be defeated. He's so complex because his tropes contradict themselves, and he doesn't understand why he has to lose when he was only doing the job he was given. In his last scene he is pale as death with shadows under his eyes, backing away and begging for his happy ending with nonsense mishmash promises that belong to both halves of him.

"I am exhausted from living up to your expectations of me." I'm sure you are, Jareth. No wonder.

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imagine that you meet god and god looks like you when you were 14

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New battle vest progress

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you want me to go thrift shopping??? The thing that killed Macklemore????

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3 signs a wizard has inflicted a curse on you:

vibrator dies mid use

roll a shitty joint

realize part way through your favourite song you weren't paying attention

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i hate you "punk aesthetic" i hate you excessive -core s i hate you fast fashion i hate you manufactured grunge i hate you pristine combat boots and pre sewn patches i love you diy i love you anarchists i love you crust punk i love you dirty clothing

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there is a huge difference between criticizing an institution and criticizing individual behavior. i can criticize the makeup industry without criticizing the 14 year old girl who uses concealer because she’s self-conscious about her acne; i can criticize the plastic surgery industry without vilifying the woman who decided to get a nose job after two decades of pointed comments and bullying. it is intellectually dishonest to respond to an institutional criticism as if it were a personal attack; on the flip side, it is cruel and unnecessary to leverage personal attacks in the name of institutional criticism

if i see one (1) more person respond to a perfectly reasonable beauty-industry-critical sentiment with “but i personally enjoy eyeshadow. why are you attacking people who like eyeshadow :(” or “exactly, all women who wear makeup are miserable and brainwashed” i am going to climb a tree and bite the top of it