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I once read “home is where I feel empty on a Sunday”. God knows, I’ve had my fair share of those. I can’t remember where I saw it and a google search does me no good, but I know it is not mine (although it feels as if it were).

What’s the other saying? Home is where the heart is? This seems true as well, though I’m not sure how to place it alongside the emptiness.

Home is an odd kind of concept. Not the same as a house, space, apartment. Instead, it borders on something between an idea and a feeling— fixing itself into the cracks of people, places, moments.

A hermit crab carries its home on its back. Where do I carry mine?

Before, home was always wherever those I love were. Faculty parties my mom would take me to and rivers to drink coffee next to with my best friend. Museums you leave your heart behind in and 24-hour diners at 4am with your roommates. Wherever a hand is held, a laugh is heard, a smile is born.

It is different now. My apartment cannot ring with the shouting of those who come visit, my bed cannot be shared with friends who giggle into the early hours. There are no parties, no dinners, no hugs or high fives or cheeks pressed against another’s.

We make do as best we can, enjoying the company of those we live with to the fullest but it’s never quite the same. I try to become more familiar with my space— the spots and corners in which I am supposed to discover some grand truth. I spend 10 minutes a day looking in the mirror, hoping I will become something worth looking at. Instead, I feel as if I am wasting away, saturating the room with my aimlessness. What is the point, without other people?

Days become hours become weeks. My entire life is contained to my bed— my classes, my entertainment, the ghost of friends I used to hug— all stuck between my pillows and an old laptop. I now know every creak in the floor, can map out every spot on the ceiling. Still, this is only home when I make it to the living room, rest my head on my roommate’s shoulder and ask her about her day.

I think home is where the heart is, just as much as it is where you feel empty on a Sunday. I suppose home is where you have the comfort to feel that emptiness, the comfort to feel that love. I carry my home in my hands, placing it wherever I’d like. Today, it’ll be in the crook of my best friend’s neck and tomorrow? Well, tomorrow is Sunday.

Home - Isabel Larrea-Clark, from The Virtual Reality Storybook

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a compilation of things that make me believe in the world; dedicated to my friends elle, grace, sophia, and simi <3

@honeytuesday // anne carson // jack kerouac // @morepeachyogurt // alice walker // @petalsinfall // sandra simonds // louise glück // wendy cope // mary oliver // @moonbirdy // @boysaints // john cage // ross gay // @sunbathe // lorde // jenny han // emily dickinson // source // minecraft end poem by julian gough // lorde // doris dana //coldplay; @moonlockscreensz // grace vanderwaal // mary oliver // @eisayshi // @icarusgf // @theorangepdf // arnold lobel // @peoplehood // @sequin-covered-swans // schuyler peck // alivia horsley // madisen kuhn // danusha laméris // @rednet-remade // leslie feinberg // eden robinson // lorde

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mushrooms!!!!

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journal snippet - asian mothers and tropical fruit as a love language… age 15 being a liminal space etc etc

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peoplehood 🫂

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1. Christopher Citro, Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled with Shrieks
2. Wendy Cope, The Orange
3. from the New York Times “Modern Love” section
4. Richard Siken, Saying Your Names

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marisatomay:

every time i see another version of the tired take that the little mermaid and beauty and the beast are sexist, heteronormative drivel i die a little inside because all you’re telling me is that you don’t know history. that you never took a second to look up the man to whom beauty and beast is so thoughtfully dedicated at the end of the film. it tells me that you don’t know about howard ashman.

howard ashman was brought on to the little mermaid by his friend and composer, alan menken, to write the lyrics and really guide the story of disney’s first fairytale in thirty years. he would go on to win academy awards for both the little mermaid and beauty and the beast and be nominated for his work on aladdin. by all accounts, ashman was the driving force behind the stories of the little mermaid and beauty and the beast, and it was his talents that ushered in what is now known as the disney renaissance. he wrote beautiful lyrics and crafted stories about two young women, both of whom felt trapped and like they didn’t belong, even though they had people who loved them. they were both a little different. they didn’t really fit in. they didn’t want to fit in. they wanted lives and had dreams that were outside of the norm. they wanted all of themselves, all of their eccentricities and passions, to be accepted. and, they were willing to leave their homes and families to find that acceptance. he wrote about a young man who was trapped by a curse with a deadline. one that had robbed him of his youth and family and friends. a curse that was ostracizing—made people fear him. they feared what they didn’t understand. their fear whipped into a fury by strong men who demagogued his pain and suffering. he wrote of a young man who wanted to be loved, to be saved, but didn’t know if he deserved saving.

in 1988, in the middle of writing the little mermaid, howard ashman was diagnosed with AIDS. he told alan menken of his diagnosis the day after they won an oscar for the song under the sea, in 1990. howard continued to work on beauty and the beast until it’s completion, with disney staff and animators traveling to his home every day to work with him as he withered away. howard died march 14, 1991, four days after the first screenings of beauty and the beast. he was just forty years old.

when i think of howard ashman, i think of my uncle, who was freshly out and proud and scared and so so young when the AIDS epidemic hit. i think of how many friends he lost—people who should have been with family and instead died alone in cold hospitals. i think of my dad, who was a young resident at a hospital in north philly at the time, and how, over thirty years later, he still chokes up talking about the patients and colleagues and friends they all lost to a treatable disease while politicians laughed. i think of the young queer people who have so quickly forgotten their recent history.

art doesn’t exist in a vacuum—it’s created by people. people have lives and dreams and pain and fears and love with all their hearts. it’s created by a society that shaped the artist and judged the art. every time someone creates, they’re putting a little more of themself into the world, asking us to accept them for all they are. howard ashman was asking us—children, queer people, lovers of art, those who believe in love and magic, and everyone who has ever been left behind or felt alone in this world—to accept him for who he was when society refused. no one talks about a painting without mentioning the painter, so why would you talk about the little mermaid and beauty and the beast without mentioning howard ashman? he died pouring his soul into those works. honor him.

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Rilla’s lisp coming out at the worst times: 

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Gertrude Oliver’s dreams:

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Norman Pryor’s prayer:

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Dog Monday when anyone does anything slightly mean to Jem:

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Miss Cornelia hearing something good about a Methodist

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Walter writing the Piper while also being a good soldier:

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Rilla buying The Hat 

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rainrebel:

the dynamic between heinz doofenschmirtz and perry the platypus would probably come off as v romantic and gay if they were two people in a similar age range rather than a dude and a platypus. no i dont ship them but think about it. villainous monologues are already a very romantic and gay thing in itself (don’t question me on this you know im right). listening to somebody ramble excitedly about something they’re proud of is even more romantic and cute af. also doofensmirtz is already gay anyway. the only thing preventing this from becoming Peak Gay is the fact that perry is strictly professional and also a platypus. thanks for coming to my ted talk

“Perry is strictly professional and also a platypus”

I love the fact that “professional” is the first reason and “platypus” is the second, because this is extremely plausible for Perry.

“Yeah no I can’t fuck I’m on duty”.

Did you know that…?

1.Doofenshmirtz isn’t evil anymore,allowing Perry to date him

2.Romance betweet animal/human isn’t frowned upon in the Dwampyverse

we even got humans falling in love with inanimate objects, albeit played for laughs

one of Doofenshmirtz’ dates ditched him for a whale

we are talking about a universe where this is canon

for god’s sake

Look, I’m not that knowledgeable about Phineas and Ferb lore (although I’m very glad that my post resonated with the Gay Scientists Dating Tired Platypuses fandom) but what, pray tell, the fuck is going on? am i having a stroke? im willing to accept the teacher falling in love with her desk because language teachers just are like that but is this nerd about to bang an ice cone?? hello?????

It’s the ice cream machine,and her name is Carla

Let us also pop bottles for the time Doofenshmirtz had to help his ex-thwarty call’s current nemesis become desirable for punching again. 

I thought Perry was with the Panda?

That’s a funny history actually.Peter the Panda is also dating his respective nemesis,he even got to met his parents

‘‘our boy is all grown up’‘ ‘‘why is he a panda bear’‘

had me crying

I think there was a scene where Peter and Perry were having dinner together at a fancy restaurant. But that was before Doofenshmirtz stopped being evil.

what the fuck is going on in Phineas and Ferb

@deenalloh you have to watch milo murphy’s law season 2 to know what’s going on with Doofenshmirtz life.He stopped being evil to commit to his future self: ‘’Professor Time’’ inventor of time-travel and a public figure.

and he is trying to be a good guy now

also there’s 2 more time lines where he ends up good

1.Science teacher

2. O.W.C.A agent (The OWCA Files)

this universe is big and vast and doesn’t end at Phineas and Ferb

Okay but saying that just because some people in that universe are in love with animals/inanimate objects doesn’t mean it’s normal.

I mean, in our universe, someone wanted to marry the Eiffel Tower.

yeah..but you see..there’s this wonderful thing in cartoons that real life doesn’t have and its animals being actual sentient/anthropomorphic. So,you can’t compare our life with a cartoon ship in this case

Also Perry is arguably one of the smartest characters on both shows when it comes to deductive reasoning, common sense, and social intelligence. He could tell just by looking at a room exactly what happened there a few hours ago. He can problem-solve on the fly, and does so very often. He has basic engineering skills (or at least, “basic” for this universe, which is kinda masterful for our universe), and can communicate complex thoughts to others despite being physically incapable of speaking English (he even knows ASL!) To claim that Perry the Platypus is incapable of providing consent simply because he isn’t human is a disservice to his character. And honestly, if we’re going by the anthropological definition of “human” (bipedal, opposable thumbs, ability to communicate complex thought), then he is by all means “human.” He’s just… A Human Platypus. …?

What the fuck became of my post

Also Doof is legally an Ocelot

Logan that only raises more questions on an already strange post

It’s canon. In the OWCA Files. Him legally being an ocelot is what allows him to be an agent.

What the FUCK

Yeah, in one part of his long, tragic backstory, he was abandon and raised by ocelots

I was wondering when someone was gonna bring up the ocelot thing

@looney-mooney I agree with this vit there’s one thing, even if Perry has amazing deductive reasoning he has to at least fall to one trap. That’s just the law of nature.

@oceanic-panic-panic bold of you to assume that Perry doesn’t let himself get trapped on purpose at least 2/3 of the time. Perry always escapes the traps. And he always waits for Doofenshmirtz to finish monologuing before escaping from them. It’s part of their routine, something they both expect: Perry bursts in, gets trapped, patiently listens to doof’s rant of the day, escapes the trap, fights his nemesis, and blows up the Inator. Whenever this routine is broken, they work to maintain it anyway - I can think of at least like 3 instances where Perry purposefully, politely traps himself, and several more where Doofenshmirtz gets impatient and sets Perry free from the trap himself so they can fight.

Perry getting trapped isn’t a sign of some intellectual folley - it’s a sign of his incredible problem-solving skills that he can escape them so easily, and a sign of his social intelligence that he knows to politely wait until his nemesis is ready to stop venting and start fighting.

But why does Perry need to be trapped for his nemesis to vent? Easy. Doofenshmirtz is a victim of severe child abuse, and needs to feel as though he’s somewhat in control of the situation before allowing himself to be vulnerable. Perry being trapped makes him feel safe, and Perry catches on to this. It’s an intricate social dance that none of his coworkers have mastered, the ability to communicate with and accomidate for a villain with special needs. And though it takes the whole summer, they eventually don’t even need the traps, because Perry makes Heinz feel safe.

I mean, back on the Peter the Panda line, being a nemesis was always supposed to be analogous to being in a relationship anyway. I think of this way more as an “arranged relationship turns to true love” story than an “enemies to lovers” one.

‘’You probably look at Perry the Platypus and me and think it’s a match made in heaven. But it wasn’t always this way. Back in the day, O.W.C.A. assigned agents willy-nilly, with no regard for personality conflicts or basic compatibility issues … like a bad blind date!

Why, when I first met Perry the Platypus, I didn’t even know what kind of an animal he was. Who’s ever heard of a teal platypus?! And I gotta tell you, he got on my last nerve … always staring at me, judging me. You know how he is.

Well, I was ready to call it quits. I even called Major Monogram to see if I could get another nemesis assigned. Something a little less semiaquatic. But thank goodness, Francis said to give it a little more time to see if things could work themselves out. And you know what? They did!

Now I wouldn’t trade my nemesis for anyone in the world. Oh, sure, he still infuriates me and I try to eliminate him on a daily basis, but that’s just what I do.

So, if your first encounter with your mortal foe isn’t perfect, don’t despair! It gets better … usually.’’

I’d say both are correct

Me knowing almost nothing about Phineas and Ferb but reading this entire post anyway 

The whole Peter the Panda thing wasn’t even SUBTLE about being an analogy for Doof cheating on Perry. For god’s sake they went on Dr. Feelbetter and Doof had to give a big apology and beg to win Perry’s heart back

Also while we’re providing evidence about Doof and Perry in general, Doofenshmirtz is trans

I love all of this. But I have to point out that Perry is canonically trans because he A) sweats milk (apparently cis male platypuses don’t do that) and B) in the episode about the kids assuming he laid an egg… they assumed he laid an egg. Which means they know he’s capable of it. Which means he’s trans.

Interestingly enough, monotreme mammals like the platypus don’t have the same sex-determining gene as therian mammals.

Where humans have two sex chromosomes, platypus have 10. Additionally, Perry has venom spurs. Thus, Perry is intersex

I’ve never watched a single episode of any of these shows what the phineas and fuck is going on here

Oh to exist in a world (at least partially) of Dan Povenmire’s creation

Every time this post comes onto my dash it gets better

Anyway intersex ace Perry my beloved

yesssssss not sure how that person concluded perry was intersex just bc platypuses have a diff number of sex chromosomes but….ok

I had to look it up real quick because despite my love for Perry the Platypus I never got deep enough into the phase to really dive into platypus anatomy, but apparently only the males have venom spurs, so Perry has male and female traits

Someone else pointed that out in their tags but I was too lazy so ty. And I’m seeing where I misread, I thought they were saying Perry was intersex BECAUSE of the ten sex chromosomes. I missed the “Additionally” :x

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