"The Daily Dyke Cartoons" No. 1 & 2

Technically I am a singer songwriter but I’d rather be called a being that plucks and vibrates to make a major second.

I need more nonbinary freak musicians. The ones who don’t follow song structure but know music theory back and forth. Learned the rules before breaking them. Who makes songs never meant to be trending but rather for gazing.

if it doesn't sound fetishistic to say you're attracted to people with long hair or freckles or wide hips or dark brown eyes that look almost black, then it shouldn't sound fetishistic to say you're attracted to fat people. If it's not inherently a fetish to say you like people with sculpted backs or toned arms or six packs or small breasts or a coke bottle figure, then why would it be fetishistic to like a soft face with a double chin, or a round stomach, or big legs rippling with cellulite or stretch marks on rolls. you can find a fat person attractive. you can love the way their cheeks press up to meet the corners of their eyes, or the way their arms look, or the way their love handles spill out of their clothes. you can just. like fat people. you can say you like fat people. do you ever think how strange it is? how someone may think you're some sort of "perverse" weirdo for just...liking a body? how strange it is to put these precursory disclaimers of "not to be weird, but", "I don't mean it in that way, but", "I'm not a chubby chaser, but", or "I know it's kind of problematic, but..." could you imagine if it was any other body?

"not to sound like a muscle gain fetishist, but I love women with athletic bodies. It might sound weird, but I love short kings. I don't mean it in a weird way, but I love girls with hip dips."

It would seem strange. unnecessary. one may even assume there is some sort of guilt or fear you're hiding because it's normal to have things you like. it's normal to find certain things cute, hot, sexy.

you can sexually desire fat people and enjoy that they are fat. you can do that.

also, if you genuinely have a fetish (or deep sexual attraction if u for whatever reason are uncomfortable with the word fetish) for something that is found on larger bodies (bellies, fupas, thighs, underarms with fat/breast tissue in them, sagging breasts, big arms with skin that wobbles, cankles), or for a bigger body in and of itself (because I know some of y'all still want to sever yourselves from this), there is nothing wrong with that. people have fetishes for hands and teeth and earlobes and kneecaps and butts and shoulders and calves. what makes their thing any more acceptable than yours? there is nothing wrong with being aroused by bigger bodies.

please do not add tags and reblog this with "except when such and such is involved". I am not bringing those situations up for a reason. do not attempt to pivot this post into a thinkpiece on the objectification and/or abuse of fat bodies, ESPECIALLY if you yourself are not fat.

this is coming from the perspective of a Black person. Namely, a Black Nigerian-American person. Where I come from, there is a cultural, pre-colonial practice of gaining weight (and yes, particularly getting fat) to accentuate beauty. my body was handed down to me lovingly by my ancestors. i love my fat.

and if you love it too, that's okay. ♡

How lovely it is to be anything at all, scrabble completionist. How lovely it is to be anything at all. Hope the stars treat you well.

Disco Elysium and fatness is such an interesting topic that I would love to delve further into but right now my main thoughts are why is the most my hairy chubby femme body type has been represented other than Meg Griffin. Is Harry Du Bois. Like what an answer.

Sleater Kinney @ The Grog Shop in Cleveland, Ohio, May 2000.

photos by Ben Houck

So I love everything that Shivers says, especially in her higher voice, and I cannot stop thinking about when she says “the bottom of my air is red”. What does this mean? If you look at an empty Pilsner bottle, the bottom of it looks link of red. The bottom of fire is red, so is the bottom of feet when they’re cold. The bottom of our noses gets red when we’re flushed. Sometimes beneath the ground and snow there’s red rocks that look like chalk. And she breaths the city. At the bottom of her air, her lungs, rests the diaphragm, and that’s red. The core of the entire earth is probably red. Red is the color of passion, of heat. So if hot air rises, why is the bottom her air red?

I can’t believe I’m playing Disco Elysium and sometimes get really good thoughts about it and then post them and word them well and they get a ton of notes and resonate with people and I’m glad I can take a game or piece of media I like and make beautiful poetry and analysis of it.

And then other times I think to myself: “wow. there is a kind of eroticism about the feld building.”

just met her…obsessed with how she clocks Harry immediately and starts a cycle of “no YOU need a husband!” Right back at him. Maybe she should take him husband hunting.

i was laying in bed thinking about a classmates bumper sticker on his E-bike and i really think it goes hard but i needed it to be more clearly gay

The contrasting Pete/Cody edit ideas I have are so funny it’s like

Pete: colorful! funky! stop the turnstile! low frame rate with stars and yellow!!! whimsical instrumentals mixed with fresh urbanism!!!

Cody: 2009.

*wakes up from school induced delirium* are drunk drivers valid if we live in a car dependent america suburban hell experiment and addicts are stigmatized and unable to get help most of the timmeeee like what then