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justythewriter · 6 months
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I decided to finally write about some of the struggles I face as an independent artist. Tumblr has always been an incredible space for me to introduce my music to new listeners. So withy get if you come across this check out the links and enjoy the words ❤️
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An open love letter to music.
Why is music feeling like watching every kid in the school yard get picked up before me.
My mind flashes back to that feeling seven year old me embraced knowing I would sit on the cold after school lunch tables until the final call. A late evening met with an early morning every day.
But music was supposed to be safe. When I found room to be above mediocre I clung to it for dear life. Remembering the words of the first teacher who saw me, truly saw me, and how she believed in my own lyricism even at its earliest stage.
I was so hungry when I was young. Staten Island could never offer the hug a queer black kid needed, but music could.
Home didn’t understand the sadness underneath budding teenage frustration, but music could.
I met music on a first date with no expectations but in queer fashion, maybe I fell too fast.
She took up my days. Multifaceted and engaging.
She became home and a safe space. She brought out the best in me. Introducing me to all of her friends and favorite places, putting me in rooms with people I’d be invisible to until I opened my mouth, hit the mic.
Maybe in my bliss I never stopped to consider this to be unrequited love.
We never needed all of affirmations when we first fell and yet now I find myself watching the single digit counts of comments or lack thereof.
I wonder if anyone is listening as I go to share another piece of myself to no avail.
Maybe I was sharper when I met her, yet now I watch as seemingly everyone around me makes it to those places I told her I’d take her- and even worse, I ration with if I never will.
There’s guilt as I see 29 stretching out to me, how lucky am I to meet another year of life- luck not offered to my cousin, yet how terrifying to know the projection the industry throws at me.
Even as I dodge, I become scorned thinking of how easy it seems for everyone else. The virality and colossal rise. Their talent not mine, their shine not mine, their wins not mine.
When will it be my time?
Will it ever be my time?
My days are spent helping future leaders secure their future, and yet I write and erase Plan B on what used to be my “anything is possible” journal.
Still, there is that hopeless romantic in me.
Wondering if maybe it wasn’t the right time, but the time may simply be on the way.
I know time waits for no one, but as I keep throwing my heart at the wall, I wonder where I will stick.
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darlingfella · 3 months
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Thank @expatiating for this one!
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Roarie Yum (they/them) in a series they lovingly titled "Queer Prom 2020"
We got to create some very similar photos to this recently.
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alleykatart · 5 months
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Had a bit of a rough go the last day or two, but I had a dream about Theros and Wren dressed up for a winter formal event among the fae, Wren having a horn incorporated onto his tiara, and Theros, as his knight, having one of his own, the dress being made of snow and ice, and thus being both sheer and opaque enough to where you can only really make out the generalities for most of his body, and Theros' tunic incorporating snowflake patterns...
I'd love to put them in some grand hall full of winter fae, and I likely will over the next few days, but for now... imagine that scene with me. 💖
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Rose Dolores on Eve magazine, 1925
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Mrs. Tudor Wilkinson*. Published in : Eve: The Lady's Pictorial, March 1925. Retrieved from: Laura L. Doan: Fashioning Sapphism. The origins of a modern English lesbian culture (published 2001) @ internet archive
(*) Rose Dolores, Dolores, Kathleen Mary Rose
After her marriage (in 1923), Dolores adopted the severe masculine style of dress and hair.
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androfox · 1 year
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Androgynous Fox Pleated Pants + AF Basic V 🧡🦊
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penta-cute · 1 year
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jkontumblr · 2 years
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Mạc Trạch Long (Gia Kỳ)
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sir-klauz · 1 year
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We are the weirdos Mister.
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renatodirrezi · 2 years
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GAMALIEL X PINET
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justythewriter · 4 months
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One of the reasons I love tumblr so much is because of how organically I can share my music with new potential fans. So if you happen to come across this, my name is Justy I’m a queer artist from NYC and these are some songs that get me through this thing called life ❤️
Please repost/boost if you’re vibing
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darlingfella · 1 year
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I don’t normally post full body content on here. Please be kind 💙
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a mannish Rose Dolores by Frieda Riess (1928)
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Frieda Gertrud Rieß :: Die kühle und distanzierte Erscheinung. Die selbstbewusste und kluge Frau. [The cool and distant appearance. The confident and smart woman] Mrs. Tudor Wilkinson. Scherl's Magazin, Band 4, Heft 11, November 1928
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filthykel · 1 month
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Go where the love is
📸: @abelr
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seyelence · 6 months
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be careful or I'll appear in your mirror on halloween
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jkontumblr · 2 years
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Mạc Trạch Long (Gia Kỳ)
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