yall realize you can criticize religion without like. making fun of people for having things that are sacred and holy to them right.

Okay so like the problem is that a claim to sacredness is a critical method of legitimizing spiritual abuse in the mind of a victim. Blasphemy in this context is therapeutic, in the same way allowing yourself to acknowledge the shittiness of the abuser who gaslighted you into thinking it wasn’t abuse at all. *Public* blasphemy in a community of supportive co-religionists (atheists and otherwise) is the most therapeutic of all, because it proves that the sky doesn’t fall when you transgress against the abuser and that a community has your back as you do so.

Also, as I said in a post a while back, sanctity is a natural language of privilege and authority. "These are our holy church, our sacred flag, our noble leaders, our august fathers, they must all be treated with proper respect." The powerful and privileged love to wrap themselves and their symbols and institutions in sanctity; it's a way for them to demand submission from the rest of us and emotionally manipulate us into submitting to them. It's proper that leftists should have a certain suspicion of socially mandated deference to authority figures, and socially mandated deference to authority figures is what religious sanctity often is.

They gatekeeping blasphemy now too 💀

actually no one is allowed to make fun of transmasc names anymore. i dont care if it's a 13 year old trans boy named after his favorite cartoon or whatever you're not allowed to make fun of trans guys' names

reblog to help photosensitive folk feel safe!!

Offering a hug and a smooch for any of my friends with the sads. I hope you feel better soon. 🫶

what’s a little dick sucking between friends

i need to worship a trans boy, tie him up pretty with intricate braids and knots in the rope, tell him as i tie him up how beautiful he is, kiss every stretch mark i run across, weave fragile springtime flowers and velvety leaves into the bindings, put on his best collar, maybe give him a crown or ears or just something to make him feel handsome, run my hands through his tummy hair, kiss his face, his lips, calling him my prince, a chuisle mo chroí, rubbing and petting every inch of my boy, using a vibrator on his tdick so he can cum from all the praise, watch him flush and sigh, tell him how perfect he is, cumming so pretty for me, his chest heaving and straining on the ropes, seeing him tear up from it all, take off the vibrator and kiss his boycunt, lick softly, then untie his wrists so he can help me undo the ropes, our hands bumping into each other while we laugh and talk, unwrapping him like hes my present, staring in awe at him, until we can finally slide the ropes off and he can spring into my arms, let me hold him and kiss him, just keep him safe and warm

I love men that are so hairy they can't even hide it like they have hairy ass forearms and it's creeping up their wrists and knuckles and poking out of the collar of their button up shirt... your slutty whore DNA is bursting at the seams. Whore.

I got a bit carried away here I apologize for my language