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People don’t even say w00t anymore.
This sux00rz…

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i appreciate the amount of people reblogging this despite me not really tagging this at all. im glad many of people feel the same anger i do.
I am no better than a cis man because I, too, entirely missed the point of Fight Club. I think forming a boot camp for trans men to beat the snot out of each other in an abandoned basement to build brotherhood while me and the hallucination of my idealized self run a gray market t-gel homebrewing operation sounds fucking awesome.
I can't tell if this is a chaser post or someone questioning their identity.
either the latter, both, or neither, depending on how you want to interpret it. i'm largely gender-apathetic presenting as a cis woman for convenience's sake, but there is something about the idea of getting to experience toxically masculine social dynamics from within them that appeals to me. and there is admittedly a large element of eroticism in that appeal. but also i'm fine alternatively being a woman, too, i think? i also still like my feminine body even though i'm also not really attached to it in the slightest beyond knowing its attractiveness to others. i don't know. i try not to think about it.
i think i'd probably take quite well to getting forcemasc'd, but only if i was attracted to the person doing it to me (this person could be anyone of any sex or gender identity, but admittedly i usually imagine a cis man), and only if they really wanted it and weren't just doing it because they thought i wanted it. i'd say the headspace i'm in regarding my gender identity is something like "questioning", but it's not so much questioning as it is deliberately inhabiting a grey zone. because i've been in this ambiguity for a while and haven't really tried to leave it because i am not distressed by it. like my internal gender identity is a question i am entirely okay with not having an answer for, and so my external gender expression has become so entirely detached from it that it's moreso an instrument towards whatever end i might have in mind in the moment than it is anything else. and i guess i've just decided to lean into that instead of treating it like a problem.
"Just because I'm right, doesn't mean I'm being helpful" is a vastly underrated thought process that I strongly encourage others to get comfortable with
*putting my hand in the cavernous space between what you are and what you pretend to be, and wiggling it around* woah haha is there meant to be that much emptiness here? lol are you like okay bestie? omg this kind of tickles my hand does this tickle your nothing? #yournothing <3
it's okay for you to find this post sexual. I put the sensual feeling in there on purpose. you don't need to do weird posturing about it.
a friend has informed me that this post made its way to bluesky. they're putting pieces of my soul on other websites. I want to hear about it any time you see one. collect my evil screenshots, like a slenderman but I'm fat.

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the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
What gets me about the Mastercard/Visa shit is this:
You are at the grocery store. You pick up a nice, girthy zucchini. You head over to the oils and pick up a thing of olive oil. Then a packet of condoms.
Satisfied with your selections, you head to the cashier. As you place the items on the conveyor, a voice shouts: "DON'T SELL THOSE! THAT'S GOING UP A BUTT!"
And then for some reason, the cashier agrees. Then the guy who shouted, this fuckass guy in a suit, marches up to the counter and starts demanding that the store never sell any vegetables that could be put up a butt. He starts out pointing at the zucchinis and cucumbers and carrots, but you heard what he said: he's effectively banning every vegetable, just enforcing it selectively.
You ask the cashier if he's corporate or something. The cashier says no. The manager? No. He works here at least? No.
Who the fuck is he, then?
Well, the cashier explains, he's the bank manager from the next street over. He's taken up a moral crusade against vegetables that might go into rectums and if they don't obey him, he won't take anyone's paychecks or any money from any store that opposes him. And his bank is the only bank in the region, so it'd be a huge hassle for the business and the employees.
And somehow this dumb fucking scenario is real.
I am no better than a cis man because I, too, entirely missed the point of Fight Club. I think forming a boot camp for trans men to beat the snot out of each other in an abandoned basement to build brotherhood while me and the hallucination of my idealized self run a gray market t-gel homebrewing operation sounds fucking awesome.
Can I be honest with yall I don't want to hear SHIT against cishets at pride this year
"But it's not FOR them!!!" The biggest military power in the world belongs to a christofascist nation overseen by a felon found guilty of 34 federal crimes and has greenlit a gestapo with more direct funding than the entire military of Canada for the purpose of ethnic cleansing. Let Hetero Jessica throw some biodegradable glitter at a municipal parade
At this point if anyone is trying to exclude anyone benignly pro-queer from a pro-queer space I'm just going to assume you're a fed or something idk like something something destabilize the movement from within or whatever
Genuinely, with where it's gotten us, I think we should have been assuming that all along, and that we should keep assuming it into the future.
If you interact with this blog or have ever interacted with this blog you agree that trans men are awesome and deserve better. Also their oppression is real and they deserve to talk about it. I don't make the rules!

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A lot of doctors seem to operate from a mindset of deciding if you are even experiencing a problem at all when what their job is is to believe you have a problem and help find a solution
btw it's so fucking stupid you can be anxious physically in your body even after you've decided mentally you don't care. I'm supposed to be in charge here
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just saw a deactivated mutual's post on my dash. that's my dead wife's corpse you're all dragging around
I also reblog this guys dead wife.
sorry to be a broken record every month but christ menstruation is a stupid concept. oooooh excuse me for not getting pregnant, why the fuck is there goo falling out of me about it? grow the fuck up and reabsorb that shit for nutrients.
Something something, suffering builds character or whatever
no it doesn't. suffering builds suffering.