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(She/They) -Secret tran -Lost mostly, but interested. -I like music, politics, and philosophy. -Here there be lots of venting feelings. -Be nice. Currently reading: Thomas Hobbes, Leviathan
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Anybody who calls me “buddy” or “bro” should be dusted from existence instantly, and their memory salted from the earth.

It’s interesting. I don’t find any of the recent golf of mexico memes very funny, because I think just slapping a phrase on something is too stupid to really be worth much. Which should be indicative of how stupid trump’s whole thought process on it is.

This should be interpreted as “whatever I say is good can’t be illegal” and also it’s the ultimate “the ends justify the means” statement. As well as incredibly ultra-nationalist.

Thinking about facial feminization. As in, surgery or filler. I start wondering about what I would want, and ask myself “what *does* look natural?” And before long I’m looking at, and comparing all kinds of faces. After a while faces stop looking like anything and become indiscernible blobs.

Does watching sailor moon while sick in bed count as gender affirming care?

This is absolutely despicable

NO FUCKING WAY

Been seeing a lot of cartoonists making fun of Jeff Bezos’ lazy eye and it’s like… can we not? There’s so many legitimate things to complain about why does it have to be the thing he can’t control?

I still can’t believe one of the primary rhetorical defenses for immigrants has been “well… we make them work horrifying hard labor in poor conditions so they are ok in *our* book.”

I have been relating to this Baths song so intensely over the past year or so of my life. “I’m queer in a way that’s failed me. I’m not enough of anything.” “The lengths I go to get held onto.” In my mind this song often represents some of my pain. open.spotify.com/track/5YlTzn...

Despite my negative skeets I do generally enjoy life. I don’t dwell too much on the negatives, I just share them on here in this secret little place of mine.

I allowed myself to believe for a brief moment that I would, in the future, get facial feminization surgery. In that moment so much weight lifted off me and I felt real motivation again, like things were worth it. That’s honestly crazy, how much this stuff impacts me.

Sometimes I imagine cutting/slicing/pealing/ripping or simply taking off like a sweater, the unsightly and masculine parts of myself that I hate, as well as any excess weight I may have. I imagine what I would look like in the mirror after that. Feeling comfortable for the first time.

Really wishing I’d experienced a different puberty right now. I didn’t have any clue I would feel this way back then, but it sure makes it obvious to me how important puberty blockers are for those who do know. It would make things feel a lot less hopeless.

Depending on how this shakes out, this could be the beginning of the end for rule of law in America. apnews.com/article/trum...

I keep saying it and I will continue to say it. This is one of the things I’m most afraid of.

Never understood this take, and I love audiobooks. Reading and listening are both legit ways to approach literature, but they're not the same thing.

Love comes from a place of knowing

This is a great example of how the gov and police protect wealth first. When two rights clash with one another (in this case speech and property) they always choose property over speech, in a move that clearly defends capital interest over the average person. Elites first, always.

It’s night. In the depths of my despair. Everything is bad. Then, I see a cat prowling around in the shadows. It looks at me. Everything is better. Everything is wonderful.

At my station I still hear people (who I know aren’t in favor) play both sides for trump in casual conversation. It’s a journalistic integrity thing, I know, but when people’s lives are at stake I think it’s immoral to be like “well… we’ll see if it works 🤪” fuck off.

To be fully rested. To feel the sun on your face and hear the birds chirping ❤️

The worst thing I ever did to my father was tell him that she was emotionally abusive to me. To him, she was just a person he loved and would sacrifice everything for. A woman. Able to be flawed, but loved, loyal, smart, talented, and witty. To me, she was my mom. Two things can be true at once