BongWater

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Coming from a reference group where everyone’s first queer movie was either Rocky Horror or Brokeback Mountain, it’s fascinating to talk (in person!) to gay teenagers who grew up with Korra and Stephen Universe and She-Ra. 

if we dated would you swap blood vial necklaces with me?

do you remember when terfs thought estradiol came from horse piss and were like "millions of horses in central asia live in horrible factory farms to produce your vile titty pills" it was so fucking funny

every day i am subjected to words

Also: the offer of “We’ll accept the least objectionable of you as family-friendly in exchange for helping us reduce the rest of your community to marginalized, maligned perverts again” is 1) an exhortation to betray most of the people who got you social acceptance and legal rights, and 2) a trap, because guess what’s gonna happen if we’re gone and they don’t need you any more.

“humanity is inherently selfish and bad” bbbrrrghuhjfkg. humanity is seeing a stranger’s grocery bag break open on the sidewalk and harvesting fruits and veggies from the branch-like cracks of the asphalt for them, just because you can. humanity is helping a lost child find their mother on a crowded beach, looking for the ladybug-patterned parasol with their hummingbird-small hand in yours. it’s an elder’s fingers wrapped around your arm as you help them up the stairs because the elevator is broken, and feeling like you’re doing exactly what you’re supposed to be doing, like this is what you would’ve been doing had you been alive centuries or even millennia ago. there will always be a heavily pregnant woman who will smile at your when you give up your seat, a nice blind man in the fruit aisle who will ask you to please pick the riper plantain for him, a tired cashier whose face will light up when you compliment their tattoo sleeve. humanity is connection