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the non binary petition has only like jjust over 2 weeks and only has nearly 22,000 signs, but i dont think people realize that 22,00 is not enough and we need to get to 100,000 immediately
you are being depended on to sign this to help non binary peole and give them basic rights
cmon do it
do it
here is a link to the petition, please please please sign/signal boost!
So I kind of just remembered I have an unfinished basement and decided to go take a few photos. I only just realized that Stiles wasn’t wearing a blue shirt in “Riddled” but its too late to go and retake the photos. Stiles gets caught in so many basements anyway, I’m sure he’ll get caught some time when he’s in a blue shirt at some point.
did you guys know the whole “bunny ears” thing in photos originated in medieval times and actually they were horns and they symbolized that you were fucking the guy you were standing behind’s wife. imagine all the four year old boys doing that symbol right this second and not knowing what they’re doing. history is great
To me, transitioning is a radical act of self love. I am saying that I don’t fit into the arbitrary standards, and that’s okay. I don’t fit anyone’s standards but my own. When we police other trans people, we make it okay for others to police us. It’s gross. It’s sad. It’s dangerous. It needs to stop.
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My head is so far up my trans*ass that I've been subconsciously thinking packers this whole time and just suddenly realized the guy I might like has a penis.
And I'm a bit scared of it.
fuck me so hard i forget how to breathe
You Know You're Trans* When: #2005 You can read the phrase "his vagina" or "her penis" and not bat an eye.
You Know You're Trans* When: #2008 As a transguy queen/transgirl king, your baby pictures aren't so bad - they show you've been doing drag since you were in diapers, you're so fabulous!
i just recently had an abortion over the weekend and it was great that i had access to it, without it my boyfriend and i would of had to drop out of college and ruin our lives but apparently abortion is sooo wrong when its not even a baby, its a parasite made of cells that have no feelings that is leaving my body, people like you make me sick
When I first read this post, I thought I would just delete it like the rest. I know your intentions were to cause me suffering, and if causing me suffering means you win, then I guess you have. To be honest, lying in this hospital bed, it is young women like you that I think about the most.
I was once like you. I was once told that aborting my children was the answer to my life. I was once told that my boyfriend too would have to drop out of the University he attended, and I wouldn’t be able to attend the following year after I graduated from High School. The funny thing was, because of my son, my ex-boyfriend and I qualified for several grants and scholarships. In fact, I’m one of the few people I know that was able to go to school without taking out student loans. Which is probably why I’m a home owner at 26.
I was once like you. “Its a clump of cells,” they told me. “Its a parasite,” they said. When scientifically speaking, that’s inaccurate. It is a fetus, or an unborn human being. I know a human becomes easier to kill once you label it something else. This is called dehumanization. You don’t need to dehumanize the unborn human being, you can just call it what it is; you aborted an underdeveloped human being.
As I look into my sons eyes, I don’t see a parasite, or a clump of cells. I see a brown haired, fair skin, goofy 8 year old human being. I see a human being with the exact same body as the one they called a parasite when it was in my womb. His body grows a little more every year, and every year he gets stronger. “Mom, let me help you with that.” he says, as I struggle to carry bags into the house. “Mom, wait, I’ll get it for you,” he says, as he jumps in front of me to reach for the door to open it. His body is more developed, that’s for sure, but it it the same as it was when it was tiny and growing inside me.
I was once like you. “It will ruin your life,” they said. “You’re a child yourself”, they said. That’s the strangest. As I lie in this hospital bed, at risk of death, I have no fear. I am 26 years old, and have absolutely nothing more that I could ask for to make me happier. If keeping my son ruined my life, then why do I have everything I want? Why am I so content with my short life, if it was ruined the day he was born? The love and happiness I have experienced in my short life, is enough to feel fulfilled, complete. My life is beautiful, and my children were the ones that made it that way.
When I cry, my children burry their heads on my chest, wipe my tears with their tiny fingers. When I smile, they run to me, wrap their arms around me, lean back and giggle. What have they destroyed in my life besides all that was bitter, hateful and selfish? Besides all those awful parts of me they peeled away with their tenderness, and gentleness.
I’m sorry that when you terminated your pregnancy, you felt nothing, and I’m afraid that is where we are different. I couldn’t bring myself to dehumanize the tiny human being inside my body, even though it was under developed, dependent and inconvenient. I felt. And I’m the one who feels for you now. I can feel the loss for your unborn human being.
I know you assume I think I’m “better then you”. But it’s exactly the opposite. As I lay here in this bed, ready to give my life for the child inside of me right now, it isn’t just because its my child. It’s because it is a human being. I am willing to die for an underdeveloped, dependent and inconvenient human being, because that human is my equal. You are my equal, your child is my equal, and I don’t have it in me to view my life as more valuable then anyone else’s. I can’t use any reason to take an innocent human being, dehumanize it, and place it under me. And I don’t want to.
I’m sorry that people like me make you sick, but I think if you really new me, you wouldn’t feel that way. Maybe if you knew me, you could see that my life is beautiful and wonderful just like yours, and just like every human being. I believe that your life is precious, and you were made for more love then you comprehend, and I’m so sorry you can’t see the value of life.
Life is precious. It is a divine right, it is so precious that I would be willing to die if that is the cost for another to live.
Months from now, I hope that you read this and I’m living with my new beautiful child, in my modest house, with the rest of my family, but if I’m not, I want you to remember that it made me happy to risk my life for another human being, and I would gladly do it even for someone who was sickened by me; I would even do it for you.
Life is invaluable.
by day i am just a regular loser, by night i am the same loser only it’s nighttime
For other people, it's easy for them to stop talking. When other people need to get better or aren't feeling good, the normal response is to just BE QUIET BY THEMSELF FOR A WHILE. I can't do that. Why can't I do that? Why can't I just be depressed like normal people?
I literally just need someone to cry next to, but then I find myself unable to cry in front of most people. What is wrong with me? Why do I need so much from other people, while others require so little from their friends? Why are they enough for themselves? Why am I so weak?
What is it like to be a friend who is needed, as opposed to being the one who is needy?
I am the weakest member of our group. I am the only one who literally REQUIRES their attention/contact/conversation/existence in order to function on my own. I am the only one who is so needy, so helpless, so hopeless, and so ashamed of everything I've done and everything I am. I don't know what's wrong with me, what's made me this way, and what's going to happen because I am so poorly and awfully constructed.
There is no human lesser than me.
Disney Channel featured same-sex parents on an episode of their TV show, “Good Luck Charlie” - simply perfect.
And now, kids, we'll see another example of why I should never have been allowed to be born.
I just want to be alone.
I’ve been spamming twitter with my silly Disney/Pixar genderbending sketches so I thought I’d clean some up and put them here as well~ (I also did some Frozen genderbends) This was fun!
