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at the end of this week I’m gonna start unfollowing blogs that are still posting certain types of political content. I love you and I probably don’t disagree with you but there is a certain kind of weariness that I cannot give in to. refusing to submit to that weariness through constant exposure is not denial…I simply don’t want the decrying, the decaying to go on forever. there’s so much to do. I need to stay focused. there’s so much to do, so much to say. I promise to listen. I promise to remember where I come from. I love you, and I want you to say what you need to say. I want to help make your voice heard. but after a while, I will need to go on, I will need to face ahead.

onward and upward!

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if Matt Malloy isn’t cast as Pence in the motion picture adaptation of this year I will scream

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if someone asks me what my political affiliation is my answer is doing the best you can and sometimes shouting about it

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idk what does it mean when you don’t agree OR disagree with every point coming out of every candidate’s mouth

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pipistrellus:

also like, “marriage is if anything a detriment to intimacy” justice scalia did you mean to send this to your couples counselor instead of the entirety of the population of the united states, or

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thoughts re: that post Tom reblogged…

asdfghjkl. how do human? how do GOOD human? it’s definitely the piece I miss keenly, almost on a daily basis, about abandoning my religion (for the time being; I have some curiosities in a particular direction). having what felt like unarguable metrics of success and failure gave me, at the end of the day, a map marker. a milestone. I could sleep in the peace of knowing the lord was probably pretty happy with me.

now I find I’m constantly comparing myself to other things, most of which are unproductive. how are other people in my age group doing? how about by race, sex, orientation, class? how about to the ideals espoused by Jake? or my mother? or my boss?

I suppose the only metrics that really matter are: how do I measure up to myself in the past? and how do I measure up to what I want to be?

…but how do I know what I want to be?

…and how do I be that in the world while still caring for others, for the planet, for the future – while still respecting my personal history and my origins as an animal being?

here I am, passing the quarter-century milestone, arrogant as fuck still, but finally realizing how easy it is to need a god.