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“They must have been protectors for the garden. And they’ve kept guarding the place, even long after the people had gone.”
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Queerness, to me, is about far more than homosexual attraction. It’s about a willingness to see all other taboos broken down. Sure, many of us start on this path when we first feel “same sex” or “same gender” attraction (though what is sex? And what is gender? And does anyone really have the same sex or gender as anyone else?). But queerness doesn’t stop there.
This is a somewhat controversial stance, but to me queer means something completely different than “gay” or “lesbian” or “bisexual.” A queer person is usually someone who has come to a non-binary view of gender, who recognizes the validity of all trans identities, and who, given this understanding of infinite gender possibilities, finds it hard to define their sexuality any longer in a gender-based way. Queer people understand and support non-monogamy even if they do not engage in it themselves. They can grok being asexual or aromantic. (What does sex have to do with love, or love with sex, necessarily?) A queer can view promiscuous (protected) public bathhouse sex with strangers and complete abstinence as equally healthy.
Queers understand that people have different relationships to their bodies. We get what it means to be stone. We know what body dysphoria is about. We understand that not everyone likes to get touched the same way or to get touched at all. We realize that people with disabilities may have different sexual needs, and that people with survivor histories often have sexual triggers. We can negotiate safe and creative ways to be intimate with people with HIV/AIDs and other STIs.
Queers understand the range of power and sensation and the diversity of sexual dynamics. We are tops and bottoms, doms and subs, sadists and masochists and sadomasochists, versatiles and switches. We know what we like and don’t like in bed.
We embrace a wide range of relationship types. We can be partners, lovers, friends with benefits, platonic sweethearts, chosen family. We can have very different dynamics with different people, often all at once. We don’t expect one person to be able to fulfill all our diverse needs, fantasies and ideals indefinitely.
Because our views on relationships, sex, gender, love, bodies, and family are so unconventional, we are of necessity anti-assimilationist. Because under the kyriarchy we suffer, and watch the people we love suffering, we are political. Because we want to survive, we fight. We only want the freedom to be ourselves, love ourselves, love each other, and live together. Because we are routinely denied that, we are pissed.
Queer doesn’t mean “don’t label me,” it means “I am naming myself.” It means “ask me more questions if you curious” and in the same breath means “fuck off.”
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Excerpt from What Queerness Means To Me at Tranarchism (via docasaur)
“and in the same breath means ‘fuck off’”
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[bolding mine] This is why I’m queer, and not just pansexual, or kinky, or non-binary gendered, or non-monogamous. To be queer is to be anti-assimilationist. To be queer means to understand that we cannot separate our struggles against heteropatriarchy from our struggles against white supremacy, ableism, colonialism and imperialism, xenophobia and apartheid, class war, and ultimately capitalism.
Asher ends:
Queers and queerness are my hope for humanity.
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translatingtheprintempserable:
The manifs des casseroles (pot and pan demonstrations) have taken Montreal by storm! These are spontaneous neighbourhood protests in which people clang their pots and pans at 8pm to signify their defiance of Law 78. They do so on street corners, on their balconies, in parks, and tonight (May 23), many of these protests transformed, again spontaneously, into marches through different Montreal neighbourhoods, blocking off streets and filling them with beautiful noise. Watch the above video of the manif in the Villeray neighbourhood of Montreal, and remember: this was completely spontaneous, and only one of many around the city! Montreal does not give up. This law will be overturned by children in their pajamas banging pots and pans on the streets of Montreal.
See this map for places where these protests have been known to congregate (so far!): http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?msid=209921455125856405191.0004c0a9f2fdf2a079daf&msa=0&ll=45.537738%2C-73.583851&spn=0.069377%2C0.169086So much love for this city right now. Why am I not there!?
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give your daughters difficult names. give your daughters names that command the full use of tongue. my name makes you want to tell me the truth. my name doesn’t allow me to trust anyone that cannot pronounce it right.
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this is so beautiful
jamie vulva’s tummy! i could stare at this forever it’s so neat.
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