arowitharrows:

arowitharrows:

I don’t want a romantic partner I want friends who will go dumpster diving with me, I want neighbors who will knock on my door and ask for butter because they forgot to buy some and it’s sunday. I want book shelves in public spaces, food banks and shared tool sheds and community gardens. I want to trade home grown tomatoes for a couple of eggs with my neighbor and I want to bring food over to my friends house when I’ve cooked too much. I want bicycle only streets and I want people to go on spontaneous walks with. I want people to ask me for help when they need it and I want to be able to ask for help in return. I want community as a safety net. I want people to stop focusing on the vague concept of the one, who will Cure All Isolation and Loneliness. I want every single person to be able to find support and comfort around them, regardless of their relationship status.

Whether or not you still want a romantic partner is besides the point by the way. Of course you can want both, I would even expect most people to want both. The point is that society sells us romance as a fix for the lack of community. The point is people saying “you’ll find someone someday” instead of saying “let’s make an effort now”. I don’t want a romantic partner to fix a problem that goes much deeper than what they could fix. Also I’m aromantic.

jakemorph:

all blogs are fetish blogs. because ascribing meaning to electricity on the internet is fetishism. ANTHROPOLOGICALLY SPEAKING

orangerosebush:

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Joy Harjo, “The Creation Story” from The Woman Who Fell from the Sky. Photo by Twitter user Twila Newey (@/motleybookshelf)