an apocalyptic cult prophetically warning that the world won’t end, ever
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The amount of questions Bastille asks in thier songs really stresses me out
are you gonna age with grace? do you like the person you’ve become? can you fill the silence? how am i gonna be an optimist? how am i gonna get myself home?
like idk dan you figure it out
so like okay,
I don’t know why I’ve been obsessively thinking about the concept of “gaydar”
but I have.
Actually no it’s because a straight family member used the term like
“oh I have really great gaydar”
and it made me feel really gross
and it took me like a full hour to realize why.
When heterosexual people say that,
it feels like they’re bragging about their ability to clock us, you know?
like a straight person is telling me that they can spot us queers at 50 paces
and i’m immediately going to be uncomfortable with that,
whereas when other queer folks talk about being able to spot each other
it’s a tool for survival.
Like here’s the thing right?
being able to tell is important sometimes.
Here’s an example:
A couple summers ago I was in a very very small town in Nova Scotia, Canada
(like 6 buildings small)
and I met a woman in the library who was probably a little older than my actual mother.
She was there most days using the wifi
because she lived across the street in an apartment without internet.
We sat at the same table a few times and spoke briefly about life in passing
and after a few of these not-talking-about-gay-stuff convos I was pretty sure she was a part of the lgbtq community
and I slipped in a casual pronoun re: an ex
and she just looked at me,
stopped completely
and said “oh thank fuck, I thought so.”
and instantly started talking about her girlfriend,
it was like this huge wave of relief washed over both of us
because we were in a small rural town and both hovering in this really queer space and unable to talk about it.
Anyway she was really rad and took me to the closest big town to buy me a tim hortons coffee
because she found it reprehensible that I had been in canada for more than 3 weeks already and hadn’t ever had it.
Almost instantly it was like
“oh okay we have this thing in common that other people may not be cool with
but we can actually exist and not hide shit without the fear of violence or anger”
but when it’s a straight person
they’re pretty much just letting you know that they can spot the fact that you seem “abnormal” to them
like great
thanks for letting me know.
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We’re identifying brethren while they’re identifying outsiders. It’s that simple.
Yeah sex is cool but have you ever had stable mental health for more than 48 hours.
Ravenclaw
tyler: i’ve never had a real friend before.
josh: i can be your friend.
tyler:
tyler: i’ve also never had a boyfriend
I was a little late to the Hozier party. I mean I loved Take Me To Church and I laughed at the dark forest prince memes and I even reblogged them, but I figured it was all kind of a tumblr exaggeration.
Then I listened to his album, wherein he sings about:
- decomposing in a field with his love and getting eaten by foxes
- being dug out of the dirt by his love, who he implores to kiss him “like real people do”, implying that neither of them are real people
- observing the world as an outsider (“happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust; we tried the world, good god it wasn’t for us”)
- rising from his grave to crawl home to his love
- “the bog man”
and I realized, no, he’s just Like That.
are you telling me all of those are real songs and not just aesthetics tumblr made up
Listen, I didn’t believe it either, but that’s absolutely what I’m telling you.
I like ginger ale. Light carbonation and flavor… it’s a neat little drink lol
no, ginger ale.
no the post is tea
it’s about ginger ale
when all you want is for your favorite character to be happy but all they get to be is dead
or worse
expelled
someone: that’s so gay :/
me, crawling out of my underground hole: where
catchymemes