~”desire”~ works like placebo and anyone who has had to perform it for survival or fake it can see the moments where it happens which just makes you realize how fake so much shit is 


To Die For (Gus Van Sant, 1995)

this changes everything

(via wicker-toilet)

  • cis people: i wont use 'they' pronouns for you because thats not grammatically correct
  • cis people: transgendered

it’s funny to pretend that twin peaks is an overthought cautionary tale about the dangers of kink shaming


There’s no graffiti like Broadway graffiti

its funny bc if you read the books you know it is


There’s no graffiti like Broadway graffiti

its funny bc if you read the books you know it is

(via live-laugh-kawaii)

although as she complimented them she was putting clothespins on them and then fucking with them and then whipping them so yeah my labia feelings are good even if my actual labia are a bit sore

she also complimented my labia and you can never have too many labia compliments

also feeling validated bc got topped/dommed by my irl friend and i had a really good time and i think she did too and it’s just nice and cool to go to work and be like, yeah i did a good job doing a thing that i like to do

you know you can feel okay about your shoot when your (lady) photographer politely & non-creepily asks you out afterwards

like i would probably say that i’m “lower class” or “working class” anyway, but this pretense that having that kind of money makes you somehow “middle class” (which i feel like comes w implications of being within some kind of income “average” even though that’s historically not the case, i think) should put me at some kind of poverty level

and i don’t know. i mean, i have a roof over my head and some kind of health care through school, but i’m also paycheck to paycheck and in what some might call crushing debt. 

moneyed queers fucking w my perception of my own social position when i should really be thinking more about where i’m gonna get my next dollar

floored by the amt of wealthy queers (wealthy as in, don’t need a job, traveling across the country & internationally on a regular basis, ownin yr own condo) who refer to themselves as “middle class”


  • stills from “Cardinal Newman” by Nervous Gender, 1981

(via nemesissy)

bay area queer
white dfab fag & rehabb'd redneck.  TW for kink, mental illness, and baloney