☆ they/them ☆ 17 ☆ fixated on mcr ☆☆ #1 anxiety haver ☆
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were these pictures ever seen. they were posted last year lol (x)
sometimes I genuinely get so excited when consuming MCR media so I have to take like days-week long breaks otherwise I have breakdowns
At the risk of sounding anti-intellectual, I think that college should be free and also not a requirement for employment outside of highly specialized career fields
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I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿
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“Unfinished Painting” — Keith Haring
This painting was left intentionally incomplete. Haring began it when he was dying due to complications from AIDS, and knew he didn’t have much time left. The piece represents the incomplete lives of him and many others, lost to AIDS during the crisis.
“AIDS Memorial Quilt” — Multiple
This quilt is over 50 tons heavy, and one of, if not the, largest pieces of community folk art. Many people who died of AIDS did not receive funerals, due to social stigma and many funeral homes refusing to handle the deceased’s remains, so this was one of the only ways their lives could be celebrated. Each panel was created in recognition of someone who died due to AIDS, typically by that person’s loved ones.
“Untitled” (Portrait of Ross in L.A.) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres
This pile of candy weighs the same amount as Gonzalez-Torres’ partner, Ross Laycock, did. Ross Laycock had died due to AIDS-related complications earlier that same year. Visitors who see this piece are encouraged to take some of the candy. As they do so, the pile of candy weighs less and less, like how AIDS had deteriorated the body of Ross Laycock.
The SF Gay Men's Chorus
This photo was taken in 1993. The men in white are the surviving original members. Every man in black is standing in for an original member who lost their lives to AIDS.
“Electric Fan (Feel it Motherfuckers); Only Unclaimed Item from the Stephen Earabino Estate, 1997” — John Boskovich
After the death of his lover, Stephen Earabino, from AIDS, Boskovich discovered that his family had completely cleared his room, including Boskovich’s own possessions, save for this fan. An entire person, existence and relationship had been erased, just like so many lives during the AIDS crisis. Boskovich encased the fan in Plexiglass, but added cutouts so that its air may be felt by the viewer, almost like an exhalation. In a sense, restoring Earabino’s breath.
“Blue” — Derek Jarman
This was Jarman’s final feature film, released four months before his death from AIDS-related complications. These complications had left him visually impaired, able to only see in shades of blue. This film consists of a single shot of a saturated blue color, as the soundtrack to the film described Jarman’s life through narration, intercut with the adventures of Blue, a humanization of the color blue. The film's final moments consist of a set of repeated names: “John. Daniel. Howard. Graham. Terry. Paul". These are the names of former lovers and friends of Jarman who had died due to AIDS.
“Untitled” (Perfect Lovers) — Felix Gonzalez-Torres
Created by the same man who created the previous untitled piece, this piece was also inspired by his lover’s deterioration and death due to AIDS. This piece consists of two perfectly alike clocks. Over the course of time, one of the clocks will fall out of sync with the other.
In a letter written to his lover about the piece, before his lover’s passing, Gonzalez-Tourres wrote, “Don't be afraid of the clocks, they are our time, the time has been so generous to us. We imprinted time with the sweet taste of victory. We conquered fate by meeting at a certain time in a certain space. We are a product of the time, therefore we give back credit were it is due: time. We are synchronized, now forever. I love you.”
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Any idiot can like something thats good. It takes a real genius to like things that suck ass
UNHOLYVERSE (mcr fanfiction by bexless on ao3) COMIC WIP do i continue orrr
this line is about fun ghoul and party poison btw. party poison is the only friend that makes fun ghoul cry && fun ghoul is a heart attack in black hair dye. if u even care. whatever.
having fun with deathgenerator.com
[id: an image of gregory house with text that reads: thought i'd go ahead with top surgery while you were under. plus, i gave the tits to wilson. that's a little gift for me. end id]
So I noticed something in national anthem about the panels
Back in the 90s, the panels are all over the place. They have different shapes and get into each other in all fun ways, there's no rules
As soon as the TV is introduced, it's in perfectly-fitting continuous squares
Which is also the pattern for the 00s intro. Everything fits perfectly with no blank spaces and straight lines
And that's only interrupted by noise/anomalies (see the little zap that breaks the straight lines)
And then, when Mike snaps out of it - we go back to the stylized panels
The colors too- in the 90s we get these stylized monochromatic panels, and then it's all colored realistically up until the bathroom scene when he snaps out of it and we get monochromatic again. And isn't that so fucking cool??
Hi there,
I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.
A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.
If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.
Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.
With deep gratitude,
@nadinfamily
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Hi there 💛
I hope this message finds you well. I'm reaching out with a heavy heart and a hopeful spirit.
My name is Mohamed. My family and I lost our home to the war, and we’re doing our best to start again from nothing. We’ve created a GoFundMe to help rebuild—not just the walls, but the life we once knew.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post. Even a simple reblog or share can make a world of difference. And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation would mean more than I can ever express.
Your kindness, your voice, your support—it truly matters.
Thank you for reading this. I’m so deeply grateful. 🙏
@hamodfamily
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