Goodnight Gamers

beautiful, sexy, powerful and smart women named SEVERE THUNDERSTORM WARNING are attempting to contact me

my approach to transness is just "you can do whatever you want forever" like genuinely who gives a fuck if you don't go on HRT or don't care about passing or don't use common pronouns or whatever the fuck. like at their core every anti-trans argument is about denying bodily autonomy and forcing adherence to cishet perisex norms, so all of these constant, cyclical arguments about how "[xyz group of nonnormative trans people] makes all of us look bad and that's why we don't have rights" are just stupid as fuck. there's no type of trans person that's palatable to a transphobe. the reason you don't have rights is because cis people don't think any of us deserve bodily autonomy and it's a waste of time and energy to pretend otherwise

God forbid women do anything

this is how we should generate power for cities

contextual storytelling from that sign in the back

muttering "the hamsters control the wheels" as i wander around like a blind medieval soothsayer

thank you for coming to my this #mythis

Ngl I totally forgot fandom discourse was a thing. I don’t care man, I have car payments

y'know i don't really love how people use "butch" interchangeably with "handy"

*north american approaching lesbian couple* so which one of you is useful and which one of you is the woman

Look I know this is a scientific publication but you don’t understand— we need to include milk and cookies in the photo. We have to. Otherwise the science suffers

anyway. last night I had a dream that my local lesbian bar was hosting a “motionless dance party”. it was sort of like the inverse of a silent disco—the music is playing out loud but you’re doing all the dancing inside your own head. it was really successful like a lot of lesbians showed up to stand perfectly still in a room together and imagine what dancing would be like.

there are cathedrals everywhere for those who have the eyes to see but the real question is do you see the quarried stone the cathedrals are built of? do you see who it was that built them? do you recognize the cost of the beauty surrounding you, bought and paid daily by you and everyone you know?