being known for making a thing is neat but somehow people feel compelled to bring it up on literally everything else i say or do ie. “thank you for sharing your favorite books, i’m sure Chuck Tingle plays cookie clicker avidly” or “nice nudes! haha i bet there’s cookies in there”
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can i crack open your ribcage and nestle inside it btw. as friensds
now i mean it sexually
i want to caption this as "george costanza haunted by the spectre of male/male sexuality" but i think people would take it as a Funny Tumblr Joke and i need you to know that that is canonically the context of this image
Idk. The way y'all treat trans women is awful but I don't have the wherewithal to address it properly. I'm tired.
I'm tired of being the butt of everyone's jokes. I'm tired of being talked about like I'm not here. I'm tired of being a political token. Tired of being under constant exacting scrutiny for no reason. Tired of being presumed guilty until proven innocent. Tired of being used as a cudgel to put down other trans people. I'm tired of having to constantly be on my very best behavior lest someone decide to ruin my life over some insignificant slight. And I'm tired, most of all, because the people who do all this stuff also surround themselves with legions of sycophants who'll constantly jerk them off about how good and woke and progressive they are and about how the big scary hysterical tranny is just being mean for no reason.
I'm tired. I just wanna play video games and read books about elves. I didn't sign up for whatever the fuck this is.
If you knew me from before…
Hey there, still following this blog, huh? Or maybe just stopping by after thinking “man, what has that bumbling dumpsterfire been up to?“ Odd, but I won’t question it. I mean, it’s nice you thought of me. It’s been a while, hasn’t it. A lot has changed, for the better and the worse. Just goes with getting older, I guess. I felt like writing this as a sort of catch-all for whoever out there remembers that I exist and what they might think of me. Not really like those thoughts affect much anymore, but it doesn’t hurt to try and communicate. To maybe even apologize. Fuck knows we all have things we regret.
I'm admittedly pretty guilty of this for the sole reason I'm more scared to misgender someone with he/she. I'm usually in a mindset where "everyone is okay with they/them because it's neutral" but that's not true! If you find yourself thinking the same as me, let's try to do better!
They/them is fine until you learn someone’s pronouns, then use their actual pronouns.
Yeah!! Nobody can read minds
If you voted for Trump tonight, make sure to explain to your gay, trans, female, black, Latina/o, and Muslim friends why they don’t matter to you.
If you’re not going to vote, make sure to explain to your gay, trans, female, black, disabled, Latine, and Muslim friends why they don’t matter to you.