y’know…. conversations about world war ii would be a lot more bearable and constructive if white men found that period rightly horrific rather than pornographic
We glorify war because it’s the only time we’re allowed to release the beast and not go to jail for it.
You want to see who a man truly is, put him in a battle.
Man is never more himself, than when he has nothing to lose.
Early December is probably too early for year-end posts but since Tumblr might be dead to me by the end of the year I just want to say that this year has ostensibly been the worst year of my life. I have worked insane hours. I’ve moved three times. I’ve been at some really low points. I was raped! But for all of that, I am happier now than I was last year. For all of the trauma, I am still fucking standing and I am stronger for it. I know what I can survive. And I am not afraid of the year to come, and I’m very happy for it.
