fat, queer, brown, cis dude. late 20's college student. into radical, feminist, decolonial politics, poc supremacy, queer separatism, general insurrection, and mermaids.
I also run the body positive blogs fuckyeahchubbyguysofcolor and fatnudes, if you're into that sort of thing.
The Long Grift - Hedwig & The Angry Inch
Of all the riches you’ve surveyed
And all that you can lift
I’m just another dollar that you made
In your long, long grift
♫ Forgive me, for I did not know, ’cause I was just a boy and you were so much more than any god could ever plan, more than a woman or a man. And now I understand how much I took from you: that, when everything starts breaking down, you take the pieces off the ground and show this wicked town something beautiful and new. You think that luck has left you there, but maybe there’s nothing up in the sky but air. And there’s no mystical design, no cosmic lover preassigned. There’s nothing you can find that can not be found. ’Cause with all the changes you’ve been through, it seems the stranger’s always you. alone again in some new wicked little town. So when you’ve got no other choice you know you can follow my voice through the dark turns and noise of this wicked little town. Oh it’s a wicked, little town. Goodbye, wicked little town. ♫
effy’s top 25 favourite movies -> 25. Hedwig & The Angry Inch (2001)
I got my first tattoo tonight, sort of as a late birthday present to myself. (Waay late, oops!) It’s from my favorite movie, Hedwig and the Angry Inch. This means so much to me, because I feel like it’s a symbol of Hedwig’s journey from feeling broken and lost and searching to healing and loving and accepting herself, despite her past mistakes and all the shit that has happened to her. This is a reminder to myself that I am whole and complete and perfect. Honestly, it sucked getting it, but I was so happy about it I cried on the way home. I love it so much.