*collapse*in the catholic ghetto, born and raised
at the playground is where I bullied most of the gays
relaxin chillaxin communion all cool
oppressing some minorities outside the school
when a couple of gays who were up to no good started making out in my friendly white neighborhood
I burned one little cross and the blacks got scared
And said “You’ll never be in the White House as long as we breathe air”
so perfect. SO PERFECT.
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I’mma explain something very simple to all you people who keep telling asexuals to stop labeling themselves.
Labels help us have conversations. Labels help us acknowledge experiences. Labels exist because when things exist, they have a name.
When you tell us repeatedly that we…
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malinakerman asked: they shouldn't be in parts, i think they're the full episodes, but i watch them on tv so i don't know :c
it seems as though theres only 15 full episodes. this was super helpful though, even if its only some. its the one thing i miss about a tv that netflix cant offer
Glitter jars -
I was taught about glitter jars during my time as an inpatient. I learnt the magic of glitter during a self-soothe class as part of an emotional coping skills lesson.
There’s no science, no counting, no acceptance and no forceful methods involved in the alteration of your emotions during use of the glitter jar - just distraction.
Making a glitter jar is simple. You will need:
- 1 jar (with a lid of course!)
- 1/10 vegetable oil
- 9/10 water
- glitter - lots of!
- food colouring
- anything else shiny
Add the water and vegetable oil together. Add a few drops of food colouring, all of the glitter and anything else shiny. Put the lid on (tight!) and shake it.
When you want to cut / binge / scream / cry, shake the glitter jar and watch until the glitter is settled. It’ll calm you and hopefully the emotion will pass.
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White text on a rainbow background: Number 344, trying to explain to people that it doesn’t bother you that someone just called you sir
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With all this ‘white feminist playing and making art with their period blood’ on my dashboard, I did some research and came across this South African artist who uses hers own menstrual blood to address the queerphobia and violence she has experienced with being a South African lesbian, Zanele Muholi.
Through her use of menstrual blood in her show Isilumo siyaluma (Period Pains, 2006-2011) in Cape Town, Muholi sought to tell the story of black lesbians in South Africa and represent “curative rape.” She wrote of the project in a press release for the exhibit:
Isilumo siyaluma is a Zulu expression that can be loosely translated as “period pains/ periods pain”. Additionally, there is an added meaning in the translation that there is something secretive in and about this blood/“period in time.”
At one level, my project deals with my own menstrual blood, with that secretive, feminine time of the month that has been reduced within Western patriarchal culture as dirty.
On a deeper level then, my menstrual blood is used as a vehicle and medium to begin to express and bridge the pain and loss I feel as I hear and become witness to the pain of ‘curative rapes’ that many of the girls and women in my black lesbian community bleed from their vaginas and their minds.
Between March – May 2011, three (3) young black lesbians under the age of 25 were brutally murdered in various townships [….] As we continue to live and survive in troubled times as black lesbians in South Africa and within the continent, where rampant hate crimes and brutal killings of same gender loving women is rife, this ongoing project is an activist/artist’s radical response to that violence.
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