The Transsexual That Has Suffered 10,000 Quiet Indignities Does Not Stop Dreaming Of A Better World

if i time travelled back to the past medieval peasants would assume that a dashing knight was approaching when they heard the jingling of metal on metal, only to be brought face to face with the disappointing sight of my 5'2 jewellery laden gay ass

To Wong Foo Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar (1995)

Dir. Beeban Kidron

Can't express how stress free being open minded is.

Some lesbians use he/him? Oh cool.

Some people have people inside their head and sometimes it's fictional chars? Sick your brains like a pirate ship they're all working to run.

Some people like being treated like a pet dog? Bark bark bro.

Being fat isn't unhealthy but a perfectly normal type of body to have? Kinda beautiful how different we can all be.

Something doesn't make any fucking sense? Cool an opportunity to learn. And even if I can't figure it out it's cool we still have mysteries today.

Why the hell does expired, unexposed Kodachrome of all things command a premium

“Yes please, I want the film you can’t develop properly. Yes I’m just going to do it as black and white. What? Why would I buy expired Tri-x instead?”

How do they keep making later and later stages of late-capitalism

malls are dying because they don't have blacksmith, apothecary, alehouse or peddler's

having a cyclical mental illness really does feel like being the world's most dogshit necromancer reanimating the same corpse every few months

one thing no one ever teaches you is that you can just make things nicer and more intentional- you can take your energy drink, pour it in a rocks glass over ice with a slice of lime on the rim, and sip it slow. and you'll think, "wow i am the biggest faggot to have ever lived". and you know what? you're right.