eve fed adam to the wolves

coyotestar: might do more after my hand stops hurting 6_9

Mon, 20 May 2013 21:09:32 -0400

coyotestar:

might do more after my hand stops hurting 6_9

song-of-baelfire: probably going to paint this later when i...

Mon, 20 May 2013 20:08:24 -0400

song-of-baelfire:

probably going to paint this later when i don’t have so much of a headache; for now, have the messy sketch version

reblahging this from my guild wars blog

song-of-baelfire: unfinished sketch of avorein from last...

Sun, 19 May 2013 16:30:15 -0400

song-of-baelfire:

unfinished sketch of avorein from last night

yes hello, i have a guild wars blog! song-of-baelfire

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Sat, 18 May 2013 01:07:16 -0400

fayren: Finally ran Citadel of Flame. Logan you’re so brave. And smart. And… on fire. ALL THE...

Thu, 16 May 2013 17:31:14 -0400

fayren:

Finally ran Citadel of Flame. Logan you’re so brave. And smart. And… on fire. ALL THE TIME.

strawberrypantsu: actually having a nice debate with someone feels so good like i feel like i’m...

Sat, 04 May 2013 18:15:58 -0400

strawberrypantsu:

actually having a nice debate with someone feels so good like i feel like i’m learning more but also getting to share how i feel and then the best part is coming to an agreement or even an impasse and feeling like you have got somewhere

i was just about to make a post about this haha :) it was lovely chatting with you. thank you for sharing some of your insight with me, i very much enjoyed our conversation

Lucie, Too - Now, Now I have gone from four to one in the past...

Sat, 04 May 2013 15:44:50 -0400

Lucie, Too - Now, Now

I have gone from four to one

in the past seven months,

and I can’t afford to lose anymore

lohrien: Photography by Oer-Wout

Thu, 02 May 2013 11:47:37 -0400

lohrien:

Photography by Oer-Wout

Blossom the Bat (x)

Wed, 01 May 2013 13:43:52 -0400

Blossom the Bat (x)

wandering around kessex hills leveling my thief when- well then.

Wed, 01 May 2013 12:04:48 -0400

wandering around kessex hills leveling my thief when-

well then.

bunch of really dumb 2-5 minute sketch poop from the past few...

Wed, 01 May 2013 11:57:39 -0400

bunch of really dumb 2-5 minute sketch poop from the past few months woo

gunforfeet: Grimshaw and Novotny

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 14:24:02 -0400

gunforfeet:

Grimshaw and Novotny

katalepsja: Andrej Pejic © Bettina Rheims

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 12:38:17 -0400

katalepsja:

Andrej Pejic © Bettina Rheims

“My works are planes of temporal accumulation and push the...

Fri, 26 Apr 2013 12:07:48 -0400

“My works are planes of temporal accumulation and push the image towards its dissolution. My attention is focused on the last moments of a work when a form of exhausted, at-the-limit beauty is impressed in it. I like taking the image to a breaking point, putting its form into danger.” - Nicola Samorì (x)

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 12:01:34 -0400

chill // delisand

chill // delisand

chill // delisand

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 11:58:14 -0400

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Fri, 26 Apr 2013 02:37:07 -0400

i want to write it all out. i want validation, i want relief. but i fucking can’t. and...

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 02:00:10 -0400

i want to write it all out. i want validation, i want relief. but i fucking can’t. and i’m trapped again, and i can’t tell if it means they’re winning because i can’t tell my story, no matter how i many times i attempt to pry my heart open and brand myself willing, force the knot in my throat undone, force my hands to stop shaking, my breath to steady. i want it to be undeniable when you look at me. i want my pain to sing itself tangible; my fears, my guilt, my lamentation with it. i am choking on this foreign anger, i don’t understand its place churning molten rock in my hidden heart. they can’t hurt you anymore they can’t get you here it’s over now you’re away from that place well you can keep your fuckin self-serving mantras to yourself i take no comfort in your stale repetition because God knows there are no words to offer comfort when i am remembering 4 years old and choking on the fabric of my nightgown while my father tells me i’m a good girl and it’ll be over soon and counting to 337 before it stops and fuck you fuck you FUCK YOU AND FUCK YOUR SHITTY ATTEMPTS AT FORCE FEEDING ME ‘CALM DOWN’ AND ‘JUST BREATHE’ AND ‘YOU’RE SAFE NOW’ BECAUSE THERE IS NO SAFETY NET FOR ME, THERE IS NO SOLACE NO COMFORT NO HIDING FROM MYSELF AND I AM SICK TO DEATH OF NOT BEING ALLOWED TO BE AFRAID YOU DO NOT HAVE THE RIGHT TO EVER SAY THAT TO ME I WILL NEVER NOT BE AFRAID AND THAT IS MY. FUCKING. PREROGATIVE.

Dear Liberal Allies – what your college courses on oppression didn’t tell you

Wed, 24 Apr 2013 00:17:45 -0400

peaceshannon:

trungles:

I’m not angry or upset about anything in particular at the moment, but I thought I’d take a little time to write something out that had been bugging me about allies. It’s certainly not all-encompassing or totally comprehensive, but it’s something I’ve been thinking about in terms of being a good ally and a good neighbor, especially here on Tumblr.

Before you step in to help us out, I’d just like to clarify a couple things.

You and I, we may have taken the same seminars and maybe even read the same Audre Lorde excerpts or Ronald Takaki books, but know this: we learned very different things in very different ways

For students of color, for gay students, for trans* students, for the children of immigrants and refugees, these classes aren’t always about learning new concepts when it pertains to us. It’s more about learning the names of things we already knew fairly intimately. Do you understand that? You learned it another way. You went in, you got this set of key words and a list of definitions. Your learning was, in all likelihood, “Here is this word. This is what this word means.”

For you, it was “Xenophobia: a strong fear or dislike of people from other countries.”

For us, it was “Xenophobia: the time that boy in my kindergarten class spat on me because I couldn’t speak English yet. Or when I saw that clerk yell at my mom in the grocery store because her English wasn’t clear enough. Or when USCIS had us confirm our American citizenship with the same set of papers seven times over the course of sixteen years because they wanted to confirm that we were, in fact, actual American citizens.”

For you, it was, “Racism: unfair treatment of people who belong to another race; violent behavior towards them.”

For us, it was, “Racism: that one time I saw that manager tell that sales girl to follow my dad around at Kohl’s. Or that one time my neighbor’s kid got shot by the police and they tried to cover it up by convincing everyone he was in a gang because he was Hmong, but we knew he wasn’t. Or that one time my dad told me I shouldn’t rollerblade to the library because I’m not white and it’s not safe for me.”

For you, it was, “Homophobia: a strong dislike or fear of homosexual people.”

For us, it was, “Homophobia: that time in the sixth grade when Ryan shoved me against a glass door and banged my face in it while yelling, ‘faggot!’ at me until the teacher stopped him. Or when my Catholic high school’s president told me that, though he loved me as a child of God, he still believed I was sinful when I suggested that we start a GSA.”

For you, it was: “Classism: prejudice or discrimination based on social class.”

For us, it was: “Classism: that one time when my best friend came over to hang out in high school and her parents didn’t want her to come over again because they didn’t like our neighborhood. Or that one time when my friends had no idea what food stamps looked like and I was too embarrassed to explain what they were.”

So while you were learning that these academically-framed phenomena were real problems, we were just getting little figurative nametags for awful things that we already knew. Your weekly vocabulary list was, to us, just a hollow shadow of our lived experiences.

So my point is this:

If you didn’t live an experience, then step aside. Because we knew this stuff before our professors told us what to call it. We learned it from the bottom up, you learned it from the top down, and that’s not even a metaphor.

When you step out of class, you get to be like, “Oh, awesome. I am learning how to be a good ally and a better human being. This will help me.” For us, it’s more like, “Ah, so that’s what they’re calling it nowadays. When exactly did they say change was going to come for us?”

So in practice, here’s what all this theory looks like: you don’t always have to speak. I mean, certainly, you should totally call someone out on their oppressive bullshit. But if you identify as male, you don’t get to tell people what is best for women as though you have that authority. If you’re white, you shouldn’t be trying to “uplift” people of color by the grace of your intellect or your words. Nobody’s looking to be ‘rescued’ or ‘pulled up from out of their unfortunate circumstances’ as you may be tempted to believe.

All anybody’s looking for in an ally is someone who knows that “empowerment” means taking a step aside in a place where you know you have privilege. And if it is, for example, a PoC-to-PoC conversation, a woman-to-woman conversation, a queer-to-queer conversation, etc. about this stuff, and that isn’t who you are, you don’t need to be chiming in.

Just take our word for it, let us talk, and let us vent. We’d like you to give us room, and if you have to be helpful, then help make room for us by giving up some of your proverbial social girth.

Because the bottom line is that our academia has made a commodity of our lived experiences as teaching moments for you. And if you think your academic knowledge is more valid than our lived experiences, then you’re definitely not part of the solution.

Much love.

bolded mine.

machokeonmydick: simplybluecandle: hurtkid: thisrisingtide...

Tue, 23 Apr 2013 16:08:38 -0400

machokeonmydick:

simplybluecandle:

hurtkid:

thisrisingtide:

Okay so I sped up The Phoenix by Fall Out Boy and help it’s really good

thIS IS GONNA GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK

holy shit

IM SO PUMPED UP RIGHT NOW IM GONNA KILL A GUY