Fear and Loathing in Legoland

do yall know how fucking nauseating it is to hear people only bring up my state to make jokes about people in poverty and incestuous relationships? how much shame I feel that I wasn't born up north like the Good Queers and Good Leftists with all the Civilised Folk with actual houses instead of small cramped trailers that have paper thin walls that I know won't protect me in a bad enough storm?

do yall know how frustrating it is to be trans in a place that wants to kill you and whenever you bring it up to people they say "well just move out" instead of sympathizing with you or offering help?

do yall understand how alienating it is to see huge masterposts of queer and mental health resources but none of them are in your state because theyre all up north? and nobody seems to want to fix this glaring issue because "they're all hicks anyways"

I love it here I do but how am I supposed to stay somewhere that's actively voting against my existence?

Nolan’s vision of the world is not quite big enough to include either real gods or real people who might be different from us.

"There are no mountains in Saskatoon."

losing your hold while you’re on top, careening down on top of your partner in a fit of giggles

harnesses loosening at the one singular moment they shouldn’t

accidentally slipping out and just raw slamming your hips against each other a few times before you notice

body noises. queefing, joints popping, that one moan that kinda sounded weird? who cares, it’s a good time

forgetting where the edge of the bed is in the heat of the moment and almost or actually toppling over off of it

accidentally leaning on someone’s hair

pausing because your pet is clawing for dear life at the door and you can’t concentrate

having to stop because something feels kinda off and it’s more important to figure out what that is

laughter

connection and communication

And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.

One of them said something like, "it doesn't bother me that [Friend] was in residential mental health treatment, I just wish they wouldn't talk about it ALL the time".

The other replied, "Well, that was all of last year for them. So when they say 'when I was in treatment,' it's like when you say 'last year'."

Are you weady?

You fink you could teww us what to do.

You fink you could teww us what to weaw.

You fink dat youw bettew.

Weww you bettew get weady.

bow to the mastews.