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brownsunbisexual:

Troy Bolton’s simultaneous love for basketball and the arts (acting, singing, dancing) showcases the duality/multiplicity of his bisexuality. The world of basketball represents stereotypical rugged, heterosexual masculinity, whereas his venture into show business represents him exploring his same-gender attraction and bisexuality. In this essay, I will 

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violent-darts:

yuenchien:

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thechanelmuse:

Hazel Scott playing two pianos at the same damn time with ease

Hazel Scott was a musical sorcerer and a civil rights hero.   She:

  •  was admitted to Julliard at 8.  
  • was performing in top venues by 16.  
  • pioneered “swinging the classics” and made the equivalent of a million dollars a year doing it.  
  • was the first person of color to have their own national TV show.  
  • went to Hollywood but refused to be cast as a “singing maid.”  Demanded and got control over her casting, her wardrobe, and how footage featuring her was cut.  
  • refused to perform in segregated venues and led charges for integration in several northern cities, notably Spokane.  

She was brought down by the House Committee on Unamerican Activities, and has been largely forgotten.  But she was a sorcerer, and a hero.  

@theladyragnell

Let’s un-forget her.

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iman-92:

love being at home and being happily ugly in my own space. not performing femininity and just drinking tea. beautiful.

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bonerfart:

Black Mirror Season 4 episode list announced

1. Cor Blimey, What If Facebook Likes Were The Only Way To Earn a Quid

2. Me Bloody Computer Tried Ta Kill Me, What a Right Corker

3. There Is An App That Can Download You… Well Scary Innit Bruv

4. Me New Misses Is a Android And I Aint Bovvered

5. The Cheeky Gov'na Got A Pic Of Me Bollocks Through Me Webcam

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“My eldest daughter, Suldana, is in love with another woman. She is eighteen and she spends her days working at our kiosk selling milk and eggs, and at night she sneaks out and goes down to the beach to see her lover. She crawls back into bed at dawn, smelling of sea and salt and perfume. Suldana is beautiful and she wraps this beauty around herself like a shawl of stars. When she smiles her dimples deepen and you can’t help but be charmed. When she walks down the street men stare and whistle and ache. But they cannot have her. Every day marriage proposals arrive with offers of high dowries but I wave them away. We never talk about these things like mothers and daughters should; but I respect her privacy and I allow her to live.”
— Diriye Osman, “Fairytales For Lost Children.” (via kuanios)

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punkfaery:

paul hollywood on bakeoff: now, i can see you’ve had a little trouble with your genoise sponge, haven’t you? the egg whites haven’t been whipped for quite long enough, and it’s lost some of that delicate, airy consistency, which means that your 10,000 spun sugar decorations haven’t got the solid foundation that they really need to support the handcrafted marzipan statue of the virgin mary that you’ve painted with edible gold leaf

me, shoving handfuls of reheated takeout pizza into my gaping maw: a rookie mistake

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