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#Pride

Hey. It’s Pride Month!

Over the next 30 days, we are actively encouraging you to share your LGBTQ+ pride with all of Tumblr. You deserve to be proud of who you are 365 days a year, but these next 30 days, we’re going all out. There’s no wrong way to do it. Upload an illustration. Write a poem. Make a GIF. Take a selfie and slap a Pride sticker on it. Maybe send a sticker to a friend. These precious babies are in your app right now:

Do one thing, do 100 things—whatever feels right. Just tag it with #TumblrPride so other people can find it. And, hey, if you can’t do any of these things, know that we still support you. You have every reason to feel proud this month, even if you aren’t ready to show it. <3

We’ll also be signal boosting other influential LGBTQ+ voices all month long. We’ve secured some really amazing people for Answer Time and Issue Time:

6/23—Gavin Grimm, 17 year old activist fighting for the equality of transgender students, held on Action (@action).

6/29—Becca McCharen, queer fashion designer and founder of fashion label Chromat (@chromat).

6/30—Trans Rights & Community, focusing on urgent issues that affect trans people, like violence, access to health care, and unemployment, held on Action (@action).

Have a safe and beautiful Pride Month, Tumblr.

This hits home...

MAY 23

learn it. correct it. unbottle it.

whatever it takes // whatever it takes from you // take the day’s rage or the day’s disappointments and let it fill a page, a canvas’s face, a stage, a path or sacred place // keep going, outgoing and out-pouring // protect what it permanent about you and be prepared to lose what changes // take the day’s rejection and arm yourself with kind words instead // in this life of endless synonyms, meaning is never far away 

meaning is found and nurtured, bought and sold wholesale, made into marketing campaigns, copied, re-sold and draw into cappuccino foam // meaning is led around the back and given a quick leg-trembler // meaning is gagged and bound and forced to read a prepared statement // meaning is hiding in the smallest flower, or else fallen down the back of the sticky seat // meaning won’t look you in the eye // meaning comes too soon and apologises

keep at it. keep at it. keep at it. 

(twenty-third of may twenty eighteen: I dreamed of XXXXXX again last night, sitting looking out over the jagged jawline of the city beneath a curdled egg-yolk moon, watching and waiting for something that felt like the end of the world. we could have kissed, we could have sworn to run away together. we could have escaped all this, but instead we sat and said things like “I don’t know what to say” when we knew exactly the words we needed to hear)

and it all keeps going, perma-take // day by humiliating day // no outlet or reissue, just waking up with a little less every time // a finite resource, this ability to carry on // screaming into the void, watching the cameras watch us // listen, I know it’s your day off but… // day by misery-making day // this everboring, this polismiling, this misogyagreeing // I’ve made mistakes and I wrap them up at night, kiss their crooked smile and say things like you’re all right now

Wow, so raw but that’s exactly how it feels. Beautifully poised!

FEBRUARY 19

this feels like a new page

something in permanence

concrete in its optimism

I am made anew, made by self

and in hopeful image

I care for this new host

as I would a friend, an injured bird

and praise its immortality

its liquid movement

its exhilarating strength

its necessary softness

this feels new to me

something brilliant and other

this pulsing, pulsating way

that you can care for yourself

and champion its tiny victories

praise its waking ability

to carry on upright

loved, and loving

(“mother fucker

you will love yourself

I promise”)

Anchorage

Alaska