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didnt she literally say “a revolution in which i cant dance isnt my revolution” ?
“At the dances I was one of the most untiring and gayest. One evening a cousin of Sasha, a young boy, took me aside. With a grave face, as if he were about to announce the death of a dear comrade, he whispered to me that it did not behoove an agitator to dance. Certainly not with such reckless abandon, anyway. It was undignified for one who was on the way to become a force in the anarchist movement. My frivolity would only hurt the Cause. I grew furious at the impudent interference of the boy. I told him to mind his own business. I was tired of having the Cause constantly thrown into my face.
I did not believe that a Cause which stood for a beautiful ideal, for anarchism, for release and freedom from convention and prejudice, should demand the denial of life and joy. I insisted that our Cause could not expect me to become a nun and that the movement would not be turned into a cloister. If it meant that, I did not want it. “I want freedom, the right to self-expression, everybody’s right to beautiful, radiant things.” Anarchism meant that to me, and I would live it in spite of the whole world — prisons, persecution, everything. Yes, even in spite of the condemnation of my own closest comrades I would live my beautiful ideal.”
-Emma Goldman
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for me, time with the exception of the actual clock progresses counter clockwise. Its not possible to imagine years any other way for me than these oval loops, were winter and summer are long and spring and fall are shorter. And then the way that the years fold, its like funny bc 1900 to 1990 go straight in front of you, at 1990 it turns left and goes up a pair of stairs at 2000 and then it does a complete U-turn at 2010 and goes perpetually upstairs from then on.
Me: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND THAT SOME WORDS ARE SPIKY OR SOME COLOURS ARE UNTRUSTWORTHY
Husband: BECAUSE NOTHING YOU SAID MAKES SENSE
Me: ....wait. I thought I didn't have synesthesia because I don't see colours when I hear numbers...I need to look this up

Me: .......OH
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A PSA 💖💜💙
(Last image via @fuckyeahbiguys)
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At Target this lady told her son he couldn’t have a Wonder Woman doll because “that’s for girls” and then bought her daughter the same one. It got me thinking about how often I see people bar young boys from appreciating girls/women as protagonists and heroes, and my own experience with it as a kid.
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yall ever get so overwhelmed with the feeling of “i’m not doing enough” that you just do nothing at all
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dignity theory.
you cannot gender me in a way that matters
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uhhhhhhhhmmmm
shout out to all the people who identify with gifted kid burnout syndrome who are probably just neurodivergent but werent diagnosed as a child, who used to devour books like it was nothing and never really understood why the protagonist would leave their cool fantasy world behind to go back home at the end of the story, and who are now extremely disappointed in reality and use escapism as their primary coping mechanism. how’s that bisexuality and deep-rooted anger at the school system going for you?
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whoever came up with strapping a dagger to your upper thigh knew exactly what they were doing. they weren’t thinking about self defence.
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if you ever think you are bad at anatomy
this is official league of legends art
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God this is such a mood (I've never been to an Ivy League college like this guy but I've been exposed to the same logic taking econ in community college lol)
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And on that thought, I have a lot to say about the theme of identity throughout the Discworld in general. In every book, even the earlier, less dark ones, there’s a constant theme of being true to yourself and doing what you think is right, no matter what other people tell you, no matter what the world throws at you, no matter how life tries to wear you down.
It might be Rincewind just knowing he’s a wizard. It might be Granny Weatherwax standing in a world of mirrors and thinking it’s a trick question when she’s asked to identify which one is real, because obviously it’s her. It might be Vimes knowing he won’t let good men die even if history says that’s what happens, because it can never be what Sam Vimes says happens.
But the lesson is always the same: whoever you are inside, whatever you believe yourself to be, that is you, and nobody gets to steal that from you. Words in the heart cannot be taken.
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Apartment hunting has shown me that so many kids my age and younger openly broadcast that they are running away from abusive homes and that they are LGBT. I sympathize completely, but you do not under any circumstances need to be on a roommate finder website telling strangers on the internet that you are part of a vulnerable minority with no one back home who cares what happens to you... just say you are moving out, end of. Once you get to trust someone you live with then you can share the backstory. Internet safety is something that still matters.
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