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i think people are starting to confuse class analysis with bioessentialism. like... no not all men do this, but Men as a constructed social class do do this. that's still okay to say. that is regular material analysis of the world around us.
this is true, but it is not bioessentialist. both cis & trans men WILL see a mouse & eat it. this is because it is in their best interest to eat mice. they benefit from eating mice. this is essential to their class position, not their biological makeup.
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âAnd if beauty is terror,â said Julian, âthen what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?â âTo live,â said Camilla. âTo live forever,â said Bunny, chin cupped in palm.â
Donna Tartt, The Secret HistoryÂ
gay. abortion. slut. big dick. long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. that all changed when the EGG nation attacked.
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you know what? fuck it, man. the world is held in the fists of people who like to break things. at this point iâm saying who gives a shit. wear that victorian dress you donât have an excuse for. dress up like a witch, pointed hat and all. who cares anymore. why worry about it when thereâs bigger stuff to worry on. iâm saying. yeah, this lipstick is too dark, wanna share? iâm saying go talk to her, tell her that you like her hair. iâm saying sheâs out of my league but iâm still swinging, iâm saying yeah iâm in a ballgown and itâs a pta meeting. what about it. eat the extra brownie, tell her your feelings. iâm saying if nothing matters than we might as well give nothing meaning.
#iâm saying if existence is a void at least iâm going down screaming.
itâs been 9 years since i wrote this. i was experiencing 24/7 anxiety so badly that i needed serious medication. these days in the back of my car is an âemergency party box.â when people admit they no longer really celebrate their birthday; i tell them to put the sash on and queue up kesha, weâre going bowling or something. these days i canât spin around without finding something i am enamored with. these days i list 3 things iâm grateful for before i fall asleep. youâre probably one of them, just by virtue of you existing.
at the time i wrote this, i was suffering through a severe panic attack literally every night. i tortured my brother with constant 2 AM calls just to hear someone else breathing, because i couldnât be alone in the silence.
i rarely wish i was still 23 even though ironically i had more hope back then. what i can tell you is this: i love the same way, but bigger now. iâve worn the velvet cape to several business meetings. i spent thursday in a crop top without caring what my stomach looked like.
i told her i like her; i often dress as a witch. i still got glass in my foot this morning. iâve kissed maybe a thousand people since then and met a million more than that; passing like the shadow of a hammerhead in trains and planes and buses.
i saw you, beloved, there, maybe, on platform in south station. you didnât speak, but you said: i struggle to give the nothing meaning. the nothing fills up everything. it is just loud and yellowed panicked silence. i canât stop shaking.
on the roof, birds curl together against the chilled spring wind. the sky outside of the craft store was an iridescent pink. the nothing already had meaning; you are giving it meaning by witnessing.
the act of living, beloved: itâs just decoding how to translate it.
if you're really chill about a lot of stuff, you will eventually become The Person Who Can Be Told Things and unlock a secret extra layer of knowledge about your friends