A Very Dumb Transbian

the government says this plan will increase the integration of vampiric persons into normal society. the national health service says their trial will help 'people with disordered hemosynthetic parasitism' manage their health and avoid poor, condition-derived choice.

everyone knows it's kinda bullshit.

the clinics are too far apart, the waiting lists too long, the supply too short and the subject of endless headlines about the bagfeeders stealing from our veins. (0.4% of daily donations, to be precise.)

and you're still basically disabled without RADE (risk-aware dietary enhancement), and taking it from a partner is just a call-out post and a lost mutual aid network waiting for a breakup.

you could do bloodwork. it'll even be not-yet illegal if you don't let them fuck you, which is only the most required part if you aren't a top 0.1% earner and still wanna make rent.

no. what everyone knows really is that it's not enough, and it's not supposed to be. they want you starving, barely able to get up in the evening, getting fired totally because you can't keep up and all these complaints which are totally valid.

they want you thinking about making those poor, condition-derived choices. so they can simper about how much they sympathise with your condition and how unsafe you must feel while they lock you up and cancel all their plans and trials for being ineffective.

so you're in their corridors, their halls. it's where they want you. cheap, and vulnerable, and needy. with the people who could make it better and won't. who'll enjoy you and feed you and toss you when the headlines get too close to finding out.

hey y'all, money is a bit tight- i think i'll be able to survive a bit, but both my roommate and my partner i realized were out of food and it'll be a few days before SNAPS and other income comes in for them, so i went and did some emergency groceries: i'm trying my best to combat credit card debt but i have to carry it on there for the time being.

You sigh, look around, and sure enough there they are.

"Hey beautiful, this one bets that one needs a master"

"Where'd you get them joints"

"Milk and 2 sugars?"

A pack of feral dolls, loitering on an extremely clean street corner.

"Aw dont be brittle with this one! Cmon, clink clink clink?" It mimes kissing, how unbecoming.

You hate being dollcalled.

> ask if they're talking about sex-essentialism or they're just mad at trannies discussing misogyny

> "all binaries are bad sir"

> check blog