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The only way forward is to stop treating masculinity as synonymous with harmful, monstrous, or dangerous.

There is a fundamental difference between "men are dangerous" (wrong, bioessentialist) and "the patriarchy allows dangerous men to exist unchecked" (true).

[new to sadism] I'm gonna hurt the blood out of you

[new to masochism] no 😦

“why do trans men get surprised when they transition and their friends start treating them like a gross man” its bc our transition shouldn’t make our friends lose trust in us just because of how we look and identify. its not about the man part its about the gross part. if u treat ur transmasc friends as inherently gross or dangerous the second they start transitioning, it makes it seem like u weren’t really even our friends to begin with if u don’t know us well enough that u equate us as individuals to the stereotypical man youve built in ur head.

the worst part of summer is that people get sooo comfortable expressing their disgust at having to see other people’s bodies. they’re always complaining about wrinkly old men at the nude hot springs or fat women in bikinis at the beach. I hate that shit. if you’re not capable of being normal about bodies you personally don’t find attractive, just turn your head to look at something else! and if you’re not smart enough to do that, then at least do the rest of us the courtesy of suffering in silence, because we don’t wanna hear your weird comments. thanks.

if we’ve been mutuals for long enough i don’t even care what you post anymore. if one of my mutuals of two years suddenly gets really into competitive caber toss i just accept zenlike that half my dash is going to be gifsets of burly men hefting logs forever now. i adapt to all online conditions like an animal with high toxicity tolerance

Everyone envies me for my shrimp lighter

You know when you’re talking to someone and your thoughts line up…like you’ll be thinking of something and they’ll say it just at the same time and it could be simplest thing in the world but bitch I live for that shit. When your brainwaves connect…in the words of Mahmoud Darwish…there’s telepathy between hearts

Dogs are machines that turn normal toys into wet yucky toys