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I just found out two local gay artists were found murdered in their home. fuck. jesus. I knew these guys. I own their art. I've attended so many gallery openings at their shop. they've meant so much to the community here. and they're just fucking gone? just like that?

and of course the cops are claiming it's not a hate crime.

the suffering never ends

The spirit of Diogenes is alive and well

which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?

idk thinking about how sometimes you have to show up for people you aren't that close to, because sometimes you're just the person who's there. sometimes you invite a new friend to a party and end up having to sit with them through a panic attack. sometimes you run into an acquaintance on their worst day and they need to talk about what happened. sometimes someone is crying in a stairwell and you're the only one around to ask if they're okay. and none of this is "trauma dumping" or whatever the fuck it's just being there for people because you're the one in the room with them.

anyone remember what these things are called like little cartoony expressive doohickies i think they have a real name but i can’t remember

strigiformes (owl) studies! 🦉💖

definitely expect more. 

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