Mona Lisa, mathemagically edited:
The image is broken down into a grayscale square version of itself. Then, each pixel is given a value of 0-255, and taken into a matrix. Then we square the matrix, rescale it from 0-255 again, and export it as an image.
…where the fuck have I been, there’s an Illinos B SIDE ALBUM?!?!?!
son i am gonna take you on a mothafuckin’ voyage (also yeah all these songs are great banjo practice songs)
our bathroom is right in the middle of what i can only describe as the ‘fuck epicenter’ of our apartment and i feel v weird peeing while hearing bedsprings creaking on all sides
i never know if i should judge myself on:
if my wife took a bicycle ride with a knife in her hand
i saw it coming
all the shadflies run at once with a trumpet or a train
oh, i’m running from it
can we talk about the intersection of privilege and erasure wrt the queer / trans community?
i have ‘passing privilege’: nobody is going to beat me up on the street for being trans: in fact, unless I tell someone, “hey, I am agender, please use these pronouns”, nobody will ever assume that I’m not cis.
So in the same breath, while I am lucky, in a sense, that I am safe from transphobic attacks, I also get constantly misgendered.
When I am with my FAAB partner in public, people assume we are a heterosexual couple and not two queers, neither of whom are strictly cis. So while we are not the victims of homophobic attacks, we also are made to fit into a whole lot of binaries that we have specifically avoided in our personal lives.
Just thinking about stuff. Not really sure which way to call it.