Lay The Most Wenches In All Of Middle Earth. Call Me The Horn Of Gondor
Lay the most wenches in all of Middle Earth. Call me the Horn of Gondor
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“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”
A thing I’ve never understood about the Lord of the Rings is if the elves are immortal why can we see them?

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Because I was now a man, I could not speak about what it was like to be a woman. Because I had been a woman, I could never really speak about what it was like to be a man. Do the math: I could not speak. It was a double erasure, a double bind, in which every experience I had was false, and so nothing I said was credible. I could no longer derive authority from my experiences before transition, and shouldn’t even cite them — I had never “really” been a woman, so those things hadn’t happened — but those experiences could always be weaponized against me to prove I wasn’t “really” the man I claimed to be. They call it erasure, when this happens. I wasn’t prepared for how literal the term was. Every day, I could feel myself disappear.
— Eraserhead: On writer's block and being a gender traitor by Jude Doyle