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I'll say it again: other people do not owe you a perfectly curated experience of the world. Being a little uncomfortable sometimes is just the cost of like...existing in the world.

i love writing out numbers and then putting them in parentheses like "one (1)" even when i dont need to i think its funny

sometimes people experiencing psychosis and/or mania will come up to you on the street and talk in confusing or upsetting ways. your job is to either have a regular human-to-human conversation with that person or politely leave. your job is not to call 911. do not call 911. you might kill that person if you call 911.

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In 2026, the chicest thing a gay actor can do is never explicitly come out as gay but also make it abundantly clear that he is. Coming out is too modern. Staying closeted is too old fashioned. But this method merges contemporary freedom with Old Hollywood glamour and allure, and it weeds out the dumbest people who truly don’t get it. I call it the Pascal Method.

Taylor Swift does this

no she doesn’t

You clearly don't go here or to queer history and signaling, or both, enough to have this conversation and I'm not going to explain it to you. You could have asked questions, you could have done even a modicum of research. You didn't and you made yourself look ignorant. Goodbye.

#I'm fucking crying#this is an instant classic#this is the next meme#i can't believe I'm here to see a baby copypasta nary two hours old#I can't#lol#i laughed way too hard#iconic

People are unfazed if you hate women but if you dislike dogs they assume you're a bad person

Tumblr users will read a post complaining about normalized misogyny and hyperfocus on your claim that it's ok to dislike dogs

i dont care about validity i care about my civil rights

“can you be trans without dysphoria” “can you be an aromantic lesbian” “can bisexuals only date one gender” i literally do not care. in what states and countries are we protected from discrimination.

crazy that this post is like two years old because in retrospect a lot of this frustration probably came from how all available “queer support” i had came from people with accepting families and all they wanted to hear was how valid and loved they were. which was nice and all for a bit until i realized there were no gender neutral bathrooms on campus and there was no easy way to mark “use this name out loud and on any paper that could be accessed by family, use this one” other putting you trust in a teacher who could (and did, in my case, several times) fuck it up and re-out you. it’s about how i couldnt tell anyone about my relationship without being afraid that it would get back home, and there would be nothing protecting me but trust. but yeah like sure man i’m a boy because i say i am and thats what matters!!! and thats all the time we have for today

you’ve heard of vitamin B, now get ready for bee vitamins