Words & etc.
Androgyny (style, people), nature, literature (excerpts and photos), queer (photos and politics) etc.
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Photo reblogged from tegan rain quin banter
Every time I sit down, I think, “Maybe this will be the time when I don’t know how to finish a song, or I won’t be able to complete it, or it won’t make sense to anyone. Maybe no one will relate,” but it just works. It’s like magic in a way. I remember the first time I played Nineteen on stage and my knees wobbled. I was looking at all these people singing along with me - and not just singing because that’s what you do - but singing like the lyrics happened to them. I just write what everybody else is feeling, and that’s the magic potion; that I have something to say and it’s something that everyone has to say.
- Tegan Quin
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Photo reblogged from Queer B.O.I.S.
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This is how we’re feeling today…Like Katherine Hepburn from the movie Sylvia Scarlett (1935).
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Photo reblogged from How Are You I'm Fine Thanks
Sailor and kitten, 1912. Wonderful photo.
via holdthisphoto
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Quote reblogged from potent androgen
Success is somebody else’s failure. Success is the American Dream we can keep dreaming because most people in most places, including thirty million of ourselves, live wide awake in the terrible reality of poverty. No, I do not wish you success. I don’t even want to talk about it. I want to talk about failure.
Because you are human beings you are going to meet failure. You are going to meet disappointment, injustice, betrayal, and irreparable loss. You will find you’re weak where you thought yourself strong. You’ll work for possessions and then find they possess you. You will find yourself — as I know you already have — in dark places, alone, and afraid.
What I hope for you, for all my sisters and daughters, brothers and sons, is that you will be able to live there, in the dark place. To live in the place that our rationalizing culture of success denies, calling it a place of exile, uninhabitable, foreign.
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Quote reblogged from i write emotional algebraI just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind.Laurie Halse Anderson, Speak (via purgingmylifeaway)
(Source: larmoyante)
