Hello! A while back, you posted or reblogged a poem titled "Butch Stripper Bar" and I felt it in my soul. I'm trying to find it again but having no success, I wanted to ask if you know where it is?
oh bless you I’ll track down any poem you want
I Imagine the Butches’ Stripper Bar
At my butches’ stripper bar you can watch butches fold laundry, iron. Objectify them while they slowly refinish a rolltop desk, take off a trailer hitch. They file taxes, wear waders, bake you a layer cake. I’ll lay her cake, my imagined patrons mutter. I think of who I eroticize, how: they’re always getting stuff done. At real stripper bars women just dance—so many things they could be checking off their lists. I guess men don’t want to see women work? They get that at home? In my Champagne Room the butches plant bulbs, build bookshelves, clean basements, write checks to the ACLU, retrain your dog. Fantastic grow the flannel plaids; they lean and squint, lick pencils, adjust a miter box. They make box lunches, chicken stock. The butches make your day.
- Jill McDonough
sick and tired of seeing men with low effort, barely on theme outfits at goth nights. it's literally so easy to put in the bare minimum
- get a black t-shirt. ideally not a nerdshirt, but band shirts can work
- get a pair of black jeans (or shorts, if it's hot out)
- paint your nails black
- wow, that feels kinda nice actually
- put on a little eyeliner
- realize how empty you've felt your whole life
- maybe try some black eyeshadow
- think about using a new, more androgynous name, like Raven or Morgan
- start estrogen
it's literally that simple guys, c'mon
sighing. Alright babes yall know how much we hate having to do this however I also know no one ever hates us for doing this every couple of months not nearly as much as we get scared they will so. Highly suspect there’s no reason to spend anymore days agonizing over this and it’s cool to just ask
Been struggling to play catchup on the electric bill all summer with the heat waves + gas being damn near $5 a gallon has made this month uncomfortably tight and could really use a little help. Thank you so much. It Means the world to us. Cannot express enough how thankful we are that when we do occasionally need assistance we know it’s safe to ask for it. Thank you. love you
Sister Dot deems preoccupied today
the only thing stronger than the gastric distress i get from eating cherries is my love for eating cherries
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thank you. im once again reminded why i love tumblr because where else could i get content like this
a vague sort of follow-up to my recent noelle drawing. i wanted to give kris a cute outfit too
Concept art for The Black Cauldron.
