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caving and making a pinned post whatever 🐜
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I passed a flower shop next to a tattoo shop and at first I laughed because I thought it was ironic and then i freaked because IMAGINE YOUR OTP IN A FLORIST/TATTOO ARTIST AU
OMG I COULD TOTALLY IMAGINE THEM LIKE THAT IT WOULD BE SO PERFECT
'I have no girlfriend because I am a misogynist' has to be one of the most popular rock music topics to sing about of all time
Images from Leonard Nimoy’s The Full Body Project (2007)
The Full Body Project is a book of photography by Leonard Nimoy that features a group of women involved in fat liberation. They were the Fat-Bottom Revue—women who worked in film, theatre, and art and who formed the first all-fat burlesque performance group. The founder of the Fat-Bottom Revue, Heather MacAllister, was an advocate in the LGBT rights movement, the fat acceptance movement, and in particular was a champion for fat lesbians.
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I’ve never seen the second photo before.
The Basement The Bonus
Growing up dysphoric and closeted it’s so easy to view manhood as a prison, masculinity as it’s cruel warden and testosterone as poison.
When you’re raised inside a single room with no escape in sight, forced to contort your body and your soul out of shape to conform, how could you not?
But a room is just a room.
When we fight our way outside we come to realize there are others who were also raised in rooms like that.
And there’s some who upon gaining freedom decorate their room the way our prison was.
I have one piece of advice for you: sit with them. Drink some tea in that room that looks just like the one you almost died in. Internalize the fact that whoever lives there now is free to go and happy just to stay.
Manhood may not have been who you were. Masculinity might be foreign to you.
Testosterone might have done things to you that you hated.
But a room is just a room is just a room.
To someone else it’s home.
moosical (<musical for cows)
reblog if you hate the current interior design trend of painting everything white with hints of grey or black. ignore if you have no taste
Actually witches grow from the bottom of the cave up while wizards grow from the top of the cave down
it's really poetic how the comment sections under old rock songs are a congregation of anonymous eulogies for people we'll never meet
my beautiful twin babies squeamish and queasy
my key role in twitch chats is making a bad joke that the hosts read, puzzle over, then move on. oh and have my name mispronounced all the time
i hate that nonbinary people can't be, like, nonbinary.
whatever we do, we can't win. we can't be seen as actually nonbinary. people binarize us and often mock us or get aggressive or dismiss and ignore our nonbinaryhood or something else.
if we don't medically transition, we are "just cis trenders."
if we do medically transition, we are "just [binary trans] eggs."
we are "technically transmasc or transfem anyways" if we don't use these terms.
we are lumped together with binary trans men and trans women if we do use these terms. our nonbinaryhood is ignored or seen as some kind of "gender-lite."
we are aggressively pressured to disclose if we're AFAB or AMAB, TMA or TME, transmasc or transfem, "boy nonbinary" or "girl nonbinary." and if we refuse to answer, people get double mad at us and pick something for us anyways.
if we show the slightest hint of something that could be interpreted as binary gendered, we are immediately binarised.
if we put a lot of effort into looking the most ambiguous or androgynous or neutral, people still try to find something. and they become aggressive. people often EXPLODE [PT: explode] when they can't gender someone by glance.
our ways of expression are constantly mocked and ignored (like neopronouns, nonbinary-centering labels for gender and orientation, basically all things that are associated with nonbinary people).
but if we choose more typical ways of expression (for example, use "he/him" or "she/her" pronouns), people use it to ignore and dismiss our nonbinaryhood.
we just can't win, and it's upsetting.
im angry about transmascvoicesproject in a very specific way so im going to try to word this the best i can
as a french algerian, transmasc, intersectional feminist, there is a very clear sense of déjà vu when i see someone try to archive and amplify stories of the -very real, very serious, very bad- abuse that transmasculine people endure, but only at the hand of one specific marginalised community
living in one of many countries rapidly descending into fascism, and whose economy is historically based on the exploitation of africans, i've seen again and again the weaponisation of sexual abuse against women to dehumanise us. these past few years it's femonationalists ignoring most known data about sexual violence (the fact that it's mostly done by the victims' friends, family, coworkers...) to pretend the biggest threat to women's rights and safety is immigrants. that african men are inherently violent and perverted, and white women are pure and feeble and vulnerable. that enforcing racist cruel border politics would be a service to feminism
sociologically studying the abuse lived by transmasculine people is useful. knowing why it happens, how it happens, deconstructing it so we can know how to fight it. this is not what is being done. by singling out one type of perpetrator, you are not collecting exploitable data about the oppression of transmasculine people. you are doing absolutely nothing to help transmascs and everything to manufacture hate for trans women, painting them as inherently violent and perverted, so that their oppression becomes more acceptable. the same way femonationalists are doing nothing for women's rights, and simply manufacturing consent for the public to accept harsher and harsher racist policies
so yeah. the strategies of the oppressor are rarely original, pulling the same old tricks to fuel the same old hatred for the same old scapegoats, please do not fall into it
went to a new optometrist today wearing my squid facts ‘save our freaks dont mine the deep’ shirt from @sarahmackattack that has a strawberry squid on it. and i wasn’t even thinking about it but the optometrist walked in and he was like ‘oh what does your shirt say’ so i showed him and he was like ‘oh that’s neat!’ and then i thought he might like to know about strawberry squid eyes since they have weird eyes and he is an optometrist and all. so i was like ‘yeah it’s actually a real kind of squid called a strawberry squid, their eyes are really cool because they have one big yellow-green one and one small blue one’ and he kind of gasped and went ‘oh my god that’s so interesting i wonder why they have that. do you know what their retina composition is like?’ and i watched as he minimized my chart on the computer and started looking up images of strawberry squid and then he googled ‘strawberry squid retina composition’ and he was like ‘sorry we’ll get to your eye exam in a moment i just really want to find out’ LMAO 10/10 optometrist experience will be returning