Apparently if you claim a Dinsey princess is trans, cis people get pissed.
All Disney princesses are trans though
Robin. 22. New Hampshire.
what if these ‘commodities’ refused to go to ‘market’? what if they maintained ‘another’ kind of commerce, among themselves?
I desire eye shadow
my disdain for school is limitless
What am I even talking about anymore
I’m watching when Harry met Sally… It’s kind of garbage but I also can’t stop watching and I used to really like it and I still get caught up in the clever flow of the dialogue… despite all the heterosnoremative white cis blah blah blah
Dear employers, I will have to take the day off today because:
☐ It’s December and the streets are papier-mached with wet bronze leaves and it’s so dark outside that the cars have their headlights on at 3pm
☐ I have recently been through a breakup, or I have been through a breakup at any time in my life really, and I woke up today with the absolute conviction that I will never be loved again
☐ A dog looked at me
☐ I got a text from someone for whom I feel a mix of concern and frustration and recognition and longing that is both more and less than romance
☐ Someone made a joke about dead pets meeting you in heaven
☐ Daylight savings time
☐ I passed a knot of flowers that were so bright they glowed through the dim grey water of the day and when was anything in my life last that luminous?
☐ Girls are too pretty
☐ For the first time I genuinely comprehend that there is not enough time to have all the lives I wanted
☐ I accidentally listened to Leonard Cohen
whispers: if your ideology stays coherent by standing outside of lived experience, and can’t incorporate or address lived experience it’s probably bullshit, but yaknow w/e