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Today is Denim Day, one of the last days of April which is Sexual Assault Awareness Month. Denim Day is a movement to show solidarity to the survivors of sexual assault. I'm taking a stand, well more sitting in this photo, for other survivors like myself. It may not seem like a rebellious act, putting on a pair of jeans, but it is. The young woman's abuser was set free after the conviction because "her jeans were too tight to be removed without help implying consent". Telling her story, being seen, and holding people accountable for their actions are steps towards ending assault culture. #denimday https://www.instagram.com/p/B_lTRl8D5fAm4PGvGRXIGtrad731ZEF8VrKTqw0/?igshid=s8v80iqwhyos

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Come lay with me in a bed of moss. The butterflies will trickle from our mouths as we speak. Rainwater will fill the pits in our stomachs, we can dive into them another time. Our heads will fall from the clouds and land in eachothers laps. We can watch the saplings grow for a while. We’ll go home once my antlers have grown back, that way i wont forget this time.

Tom Lucitor is my baby and he deserves nothing but happiness

Happy #Nudivember!

Sea slugs aren’t your garden-variety slug. They come in a wide array of bright colors and psychedelic patterns. Many have gills that stick up from their backs like clumps of water balloons, shag carpets, or Mohawk hair-dos.

Nudibranchs live in virtually all the world’s oceans, from the tide pools down into the deep sea. Like many other deep-sea animals, the nudibranchs of the deep are poorly studied. Though scientists have named about 3,000 shallow-water nudibranchs, until recently, only three deep-water species were known in the entire Northeast Pacific. 

Celebrate this Nudivember by learning more about these fascinating animals: https://www.mbari.org/five-new-nudibranchs/

someone: hey what do you think of (paranormal topic)

me, wise in the ways of the unexplained: well its either real or its fake

idaho gothic:

it’s raining. it’s sunny. it’s 50 degrees. no one wants to go outside. everyone goes outside. everyone comes inside and they are very cold.

pictures of giant wolves begin to appear on facebook. people scoff, but they hunt less and less. there are large paw prints in the foothills. there are howls in the suburbs. 

in the summer people lie around in the shade and make halfhearted jokes about how you could fry an egg on the sidewalk. you force a laugh as you quietly hide the blisters on your feet under your sunburnt fingers. so does everyone else. you can hear a faint sound of sizzling when you get too close to black pavement.

missionaries knock on your door. you answer. you see the badges. you give them a smile and tell them they don’t want you. they smile. they keep smiling. they both look the same. they smile as they buckle their helmets. that night they come back. they knock. they smile. the next night they come back. they knock. they smile. they smile.

one time you drove for forty five minutes to find something new to look at. the fog got thicker with every mile. when you finally parked on the side of a dirt road, you can hear a deep moaning from the other side of a small hill. you don’t walk over the hill. you go home. you say out loud, “strong winds this time of year.” you don’t believe it.

it’s called the gem state. maybe that’s why you keep finding mica in your hair when you wake up in the morning. maybe that’s why your bed feels like nothing but jagged points when you try to sleep.

the buildings here are old. the people are old. the sun feels old sometimes. the governor is old. he does not change. he will never change. the people will never change.

here’s this daily comic separate because i’m feeling it

Thanks tiktok for the first strike of writing inspiration since the start of this semester.