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hey everybody 👋 happy pride month and such!

im 20 now! halfway through undergrad! doin’ pretty good!

i might start posting here again to keep track of art references and stuff but generally im more active on my art insta @fablelustre

love to y’all

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im 19 now....... unbelieabable

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i really thought that i might be numb forever but. i really am. feeling struck in my heart and throat rn. in a raw but not bad way. im glad that I decided not to give up last year. there is somewhere for me.

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on a personal level, i think I'm more mature and even than I've ever been. been working on taking care of myself and protecting myself that way. these are dangerous and uncertain times but i am determined to face them, and keep the people i care about safe. thanks for teaching me so much, everyone. i'm wishing you strength.

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hi I’m not affiliated w this event but like. the fact that this was funded so quickly. the fact that someone singularity donated $1,000 is making me cry like. im so glad and this makes me believe that there are good things in the world right now. I’m very glad this is happening.

THEY DID IT Y’ALL

WE DID IT

For reference:

The fundraiser went from $5 two days ago to $3197 today. Donations started pouring in pretty much the moment this campaign hit tumblr (specifically, the moment @allthecanadianpolitics reblogged it, afaik).

Over $3000 raised in only two days. Just… look at that and be proud.

(And because it’s flipping amazing, special shout out to the anonymous person who donated $1000 all by themselves. RESPECT.)

#I love people

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The Mountain Goats - No Children

I hope it stays dark forever I hope the worst isn’t over

#me at this horrible fucking country #srry still emotional rn #the mountain goats #audio #song

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i love every single one of you queer kids. I love all of you and I want to protect you with my entire body. no one is allowed to touch your fucking body. i want to fight for you.

#srry im really emotional rn #vent #neep speaks

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haven’t posted since. you know. the election. 

I know I’m like. a stranger to so many people on this site.

but I love you so much and I want you to be safe. want you to be strong.

I’ve been scared for so long, but this can’t last. I know this is bigger than me and I need to help my community. our communities. I need to do something with my life. need to do something to make people feel any degree of ok because we deserve it. we deserve to feel peaceful. 

gonna figure out where I can volunteer over winter break. maybe the ACLU. will definitely make more art. will definitely read more. I refuse to lay down and die.

#neep speaks

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#[clenches fist] #sharp #sharps #sword #knife #knives

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#me #nge

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achilles: when I die, mingle our ashes together so that we may be together for eternity

historians: f is for friends who do stuff together

#GOD

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My little bro with the garbage truck backpack I made him because he loooooves garbage trucks

#this is so pure #I love people

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#this person looks like a beautiful painting #model #populi

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self care is drinking 3 pots of coffee and getting into a knife fight w god

#this is the only good thing to do #advice #life

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The Naiads (1881), Gioacchino Pagliei

#art #nudity #nsfw

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The Case of Lovey Banh.

Lovey Banh is a figure I became completely transfixed by during a period of really unstable emotional health. She has mild notoriety as an amazon oddity author for her irreverent book titles (“An Ant See A Lion Marry A Butterfly: I Am Sleeping In My Car B/C I Am Not The Next RJ Rowling”, “30 Years I Do Not Brush My Teeth”, “One Kid Two Lungs To Harvest”), book covers prominently featuring what is presumably the author in swimwear, book pricing (most sitting at around $2,000), and the incomparable sum of books written and available to purchase: currently equaling 265. It is important to note for later that all of Lovey Banh’s books were published within a small time frame in 2014.  

When I first came across her on amazon I thought it all collectively was a sophisticated bot operation of some sort due to the reoccurring phrases (Obama, cops, ants, her wishes to build hospitals, her wishes to become a TV host, Idris Elba, Tiger Woods, etc) and constant pull for the reader’s donations. It seemed sketchy, like Russian guys trying to pull a fast one, reeling out generated text, and stealing a woman’s photos in the process. It’s all very easy to quickly dismiss as funny and weird and move on from. But upon closer inspection and some pouring through of “look inside” offerings of her books, there was something namelessly too human and that connected too much within itself to convince me there wasn’t intelligence behind the books. In the fragile mental place I was in, some of her words became very real to me.

I was determined to uncover the truth of the matter behind Lovey Banh’s identity. Being the kind of person I am, determination coupled with instability quickly became obsession. To start this quest, I tried calling every number she had listed in her books, which is many, I believe 10, all with California area codes. This is when I began to notice California seemed to be Lovey’s port of local. Nevertheless, all were disconnected. I tried emailing her. No response. I tried going to various websites she would mention like cleanwaterandfeedthepoor.com and 30hospital.com, all down. Though I did find out that at one point the IP for cleanwaterandfeedthepoor.com was registered on 05/04/2014. Which matches up with the dates of publication of all Lovey’s books. All of Lovey’s activity on her Youtube (two videos advertising her books) match up with these dates as well. As well as on her Twitter. Looking for 30hospitals.com, I was lead to her Facebook page which goes under the name “Vivian Banh” or “loveybanhsinger” (this didn’t shock me as she had mentioned in many of her books she could sing in six languages), her Facebook is full of more pictures of her as well as garbage, which appear on some of her book covers. All starting and ending in 2014.

This struck me as odd. Everything connected to any of Lovey Banh’s social media accounts ending distinctly in August/ September of 2014. Being as deep into the case of Lovey Banh as I was, I decided to look up Vivian Banh. As it was on her Facebook name. This is when the case of Lovey Banh stopped being that of mysterious irreverent ramblings, and started becoming something very different.  

I stumbled upon this public record court document, stating that in 2014 Vivian Banh had been found guilty of second degree robbery in the state of California. I pieced that it was her due to the name, it being in the document that she required a Vietnamese translator, her line of occupation as a masseuse matching up with some of her writings, and that she attempted to plead not being mentally fit during the time of the case. With the legal name “Vivian Tu Banh” and her location to go off of, I found something even more.

On October 8, 2014, Vivian Tu Banh made a bomb threat to a passenger on a Houston-to-Miami flight at the Louis Armstrong internerational airport. She was taken off, detained, taken into custody and questioned, but not arrested while she went under psychiatric evaluation. This was a widely reported incident at that, with the likes of Reuters even covering it. I don’t think anyone made the connection it was Lovey Banh.

After that incident, the only record I can find of Banh again is being arrested in orange county on january 21, 2015. This was the first time I had seen record of her birthday 11/15/82. It would appear she is still in jail. Her bail was set at 150,000.

After finding all this, I went back to read what I could of Lovey Banh’s books more closely. Suddenly none of it was incoherent, she was very straightforward about what she needed. What she was trying to do.

Lovey, or Vivian Banh, needed help. She was trying to use the books as a way to seek help. Legal aid she probably did not have available to her. The books were a completely earnest and sincere cry for help. The money she was trying to raise made sense now. She needed money for legal fees. She needed a lawyer. She was in trouble, cut off from her family, and at a loss. It all made sense. She used photographs of herself and attention grabbing titles to command interest, which she succeded at. That’s why she gave out all her phone numbers. That’s why she was mad at Obama, prisons, the legal system. Like, none of this was nonsense.

She was actually, when you take the time to comb through the contents of her books applied with context, very articulate and justifiably angry.

Going into this I really didn’t know what to except. I think I found one of the most fascinating and post modern and vividly human things I have ever accidentally come across. A narrative that wrote itself. I hope Bahn is ok. I hope she got or gets help the help she was seeking. I hope people are reminded when they come across internet irreverence that can be quick to point at as ridiculous or laughable that there are often poignant and personal stories behind what is being decontextualized.

#im gonna cry #I love people

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Tag yourself

#relatable #pokemon #me