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the thing these people don’t get about living your life every single day as a person of color in every single space you enter is that you always experience the racism that’s present there. and you want to talk about it because it’s your experience. I have spent my entire life talking about racism. and it’s almost always received in this sort of manner, with denial and downplaying and making me out to be the aggressor for bringing it up. but I keep doing it, because it keeps being true to the life I live. I don’t get to like… turn it off or opt out of it. It’s exhausting and demoralizing and dehumanizing. it straight up shortens people’s lifespans to be treated this way. but I keep talking about it. because I don’t have any other choice. because it’s baked in to my experience of the world. like I bet it would feel nice to get to say that it’s not that big a deal and to prioritize other things. but I literally don’t get to because it always affects me. it always will. they don’t get why I want to bring it up and I don’t get why they feel so comfortable ignoring it.

all of these people will continue to pat themselves on the back for how enlightened and anti-racist and progressive they are. they will not examine this behavior because it does not effect them. And I have been given yet another reminder of how hostile the world has been set up to be for people like me. that it doesn’t matter how carefully I phrase myself or how hard I try to make people understand. I will always be in the losing position because that’s what more comfortable for people like them. my experiences don’t really matter. they are easy to downplay and brush off. the status quo is for me to be the bad guy, the big scary angry native villain that you need me to be so you can ignore me. that’s what feels good for you. your bubble is safe and unexamined. it doesn’t matter that I am hurt by this. it is better than I am hurt by this. that is what’s comfortable for you. again and again and again and again. all I can do is keep trying, because that’s the life I have to live. but you don’t need to think about that, so you won’t. maybe five years down the line you’ll have learned better and I’ll just be collateral damage. you’ll get to grow from the harm that you did to me and what happens to me doesn’t matter. I was the stepping stone on the way to you becoming the most enlightened white person in the room. how nice!

i love having friends who can communicate like adults it's so cool

[ID: Two aliens holding hands and cradling each other's heads/necks with a field and the sun shining in the background /End ID.]

happy june everybody i hope you get fucked and/or sucked this month

what if we don't wanna be?

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive

“If men could get pregnant, abortion would be free” men CAN get pregnant and they’re treated worse than women who can get pregnant

oh folks really don't like being asked to consider trans men

You ever think about many peices of media have zero women and thats just perfectly normal but if a peice of media has an all female cast people get... like that? Women should be allowed to kill over this btw

same but it's black people

That's right

The popularity of the "incompetent stupid piece of shit husband and competent wife who loves him anyways" trope in media is a psyop to make women believe its normal to settle for an incompetent stupid piece of shit husband

my that one friend that's too woke opinion is that in a similar vein to how you almost never see fat people or women without makeup on tv you never really see anyone experiencing incontinence issues unless it's a humiliating comedic moment at their expense and that's kind of scary

like sorry to be the bearer of bad news but people piss themselves. when they're afraid. when they've experienced mental and/or physical trauma and their body needs a way to express that stress. when they've been sexually assaulted. when they get older and their muscles start to wear out from a lifetime of service. a not insignificant majority of people Will experience incontinence in their lifetimes and while there are steps you can take to manage it for your own comfort and others', there's simply no moral dimension to it whatsoever. & like i'm not saying every show and movie needs checkhov's bed wetting scene but we have seriously got to get more okay with acknowledging that somehow.

The largest mass shooting in American history was a hate crime against gay people. Don’t ever forget that.

June 12, 2016. Putting a date on this for when it gets reblogged months from now by people who think the post is about something from 30, 40 years ago.

With the 7 year anniversary <2 weeks away, I figured I’d reblog this

"I learned a lot from making this" is artist talk for "making this sucked ass and I'm not entirely happy with the result."

but actually genuinely why is the ant sad and leaving with a bindle