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Your sense of self isn’t a static image, bro. It’s more like a climate or a biome. Both of which can shift in gradual ways over time or suddenly due to internal or external factors. Just check the weather report, man. Don’t try to force the sky to stay blue without clouds 24/7.

i love you transgenders i love you transsexuals i love you transvestites i love you crossdressers i love you butches i love you drag queens i love you drag kings i love you people who arent afraid to play with gender i love you

when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food and tenderness because it felt right. it felt sharp and angry and radical and i wanted to be those things. adulthood is the realisation that the world is already working to cut into you well before you learn how to do it yourself. caring for yourself and others is the real protest

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember

"how can you remember that" I remember Everything. unless I forget

being unproductive because you're sad and being sad because you're unproductive. vicious cycle

Wow, not all fascists are fucking pricks

Sounds like someone needs to talk to a bayonet

Hell is any world in which you even once have to read the words “not all fascists”.

Not all fascists are dead, but if we work hard enough we can change that!