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My mother and I didn’t have the best relationship but she adored my husband (I think she thought, “Well at least the idiot is in good hands.”) His mother loved me and told me after my mother died, “Well, I’m your mother now.”

I work at a creative company and the white elephant is always hilarious because people buy zany gag gifts that just about anyone there might enjoy. Last year I got a galaxy print sweatshirt with tacos and cats on it. This year I got a mug that says “i’m a ray of fucking sunshine.”

I had a similar yet opposite experience. My husband and I are gay. We used to split up for Christmas, the logistics were just too much, even though everyone loved everyone, and we’d reconvene back at the apartment once we returned.

The year I sent my grandma a thank you note and she sent it back with grammar and punctuation corrections in RED INK. 

When I was 15, I was admitted to the psych ward through the ER for some pretty serious self-harm (cutting, specifically). It was November. I didn’t want to talk to my dad in there ‘cause I knew he’d be an asshole. He was such an asshole to the caretakers, though, that they MADE me talk to him just to get him off their…

Not a gift for me, but for my husband from his mother. I don’t know why she regularly gives him the odd gifts. Over the years, she’s gotten him an adult Batman onesie with a cape on it, manila file folders, and those plumbing snake things for when your drain is clogged. We struggle getting along with her, but I know…

I like clothes, but my most insulting gift was clothing. It was the late eighties; I was in my early twenties. My “best friend” bought me a baby-pink sweater with baby-blue roses on it. I am profoundly, deeply, not a person who wears pastels, or flowers. And yeah, if my friend just plain didn’t get it, or had no money…

I’m so sad! I had coffee with Ms. Locke a few years ago to discuss a project. She was so lovely. Kind, smart, a little eccentric, but really a joy to spend a morning drinking coffee (she had tea) and talking about film. She was such a talented woman, both as an actress and filmmaker. She will be missed. 

Tumblr’s big allure for me is that I can find all different kinds of topics. I can be reading about a super serious topic and on that same page, I can find something that makes me laugh so hard I can’t breathe.

I usually escape the Nicholson/Ledger dichotomy by electing Mark Hamil as king of all Jokers.

It’s ok for Lauren because she’s part of the group being discriminated against. Doesn’t mean it’s ok for other people.

I love how he’s like “Just like I didn’t choose to be gay, I didn’t choose to be a conservative” and then continues on to explain how and why they chose to be a conservative.

It is more plausible that Christian Bale was Batman then that trump would be president.

To be fair, asking “Why would anyone choose to be a conservative?” is a VERY good question. 

Meghan looks like an Auton, particularly in the market place picture...

My coworker unironically told me yesterday that he believes that straight white men are the only really persecuted minority left in America, because they’re the only ones who are “ok to make fun of” anymore. I mean, he doesn’t know that I’m trans, but even so, can you imagine the breathtakingly egotistical outlook…

A religious belief is not eating pork or not working on Saturday. This is treating people like shit and then blaming god when you get caught.

go fuck yourself.

People are going to think this is a hot take, but it’s not: police departments are sexist, racist draconian hellscapes that systemically rob both officers and criminals of their humanity. There are no good police departments because there are no police departments that don’t encourage an ‘us vs them’ mentality. An…