i’m not even confused about my sexuality i just don’t really give a shit
Amazingly bored today. I have writing and knitting and books to read.
Poking my writing folder looking for vague inspiration for NaNo this year, and dear god I have written some strange shit over the years.
And barely finished anything.
And I think I’ve actually got worse at writing porn.
#this show took some turns down some suspect alleys along the way but #as manifestos go the ‘shared power’ theme running through this scene TAKES SOME F*CKING BEATNG #a giant ‘screw you’ to the Batman-esque Saviour complex running though most dude-focussed superhero franchises #’it’s me and only me who must save the helpless!’ vs ‘HERE TAKE THIS - AND USE IT TO SAVE YOURSELF AND OTHERS’ #you don’t hide power and hoard power and swoop in to impose your power on others to ‘save’ them #you share it #you teach it #’are you ready to be strong?’ #[i’m not crying YOU’RE crying] (via harrietvane)
Fosters is fucking evil. This is all.
(excellent evening, but shitty cheap lager and my digestive system do not mix happily)