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trans, queer, 20s, a blog for things I find funny or cool

[confusedcatk]

Bio: trans, queer, 20s

https://confusedcat.carrd.co/

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[ur-daily-inspiration]

[shoe109]

[rnavka]

[dein0nychus]

for posterity

[give-grian-rights]

im just a silly guy

[hackfurs]

did anyone else feel the timeline split or was that just me

[geeses]

reblog to diminish the horrors from the person you reblogged from

[krautpunk]

FOALS PRE-SHOW WARM UP

[adz]

this song is called Cbat and it’s by Hudson Mohawke and there’s no better warmup track on earth

[rolodextra]

the innocence of this 13 year old video

[adz]

oh my god

[quicktimeeventfull]

it is genuinely bewildering to me that adult human beings do not know this but if you are mean to people they will not like you. like tbh they are probably also not going to like you if you are mean to other people but they are definitely not going to like you if you are mean to them. it doesn’t matter if you are funny or if you can use r/aita rules to prove that you are in the right. people simply so not enjoy being treated like shit.

[soup-mother]

"this is a universal queer experience"

> ask if it's "universal" or California USA

"it's a good experience dude"

> I'm a trans woman

> it's California USA

[cocoon2010]

Sitting on a girl's bed watching her do a tarot reading and then whip out her laptop and then nodding her head solemenly and pulling out her laptop placing it on top of the tarot card and video calling her boyfriend with zero warning to break up with him. While I'm still in her room.

[cocoon2010]

Some author's notes on this post

- yes we did fuck directly after this

- no it was not a good idea

[frankenfran]

a cat raised in poor conditions without love learns to bite and hide. she learns fear and uncertainty and it becomes part of her very being. she goes from home to home and learns people grow tired of her fast. the lack of stability makes her even worse. when she ends up in a loving home she sees no difference between hands that pet and hands that strike. yet. she yearns to be close. deep inside her is the kitten she never got to be. she wants to feel that love for once. she purrs and kneads and even shows her tummy but still she hides. she doesn't know anything but fear and now that she knows how things could've been it makes it that much scarier to her that she could lose it all. she crawls under the bed and hides behind the clothing bins. she purrs to soothe herself. her claws grip the carpet covered in her fur. she doesn't know what to do now that she knows. everything is so fragile and she's just a cat.

[enki2]

[prokopetz]

I think "they don't even have X" is one of those memes that's actually funnier in its original context than in anything that's been done with it subsequently. Like, in its original context, this is a joke about a man who has lived his entire adult life alone in a swamp cold-reading the atmosphere of a corporate workplace and deciding that appealing to the receptionist's sense of working-class solidarity is going to get him in the door, and it fucking works.

[officialunitedstates]

it’s quick, it’s easy and it’s free:  pouring river water in your socks

[evilscum-deactivated20160223]

why would i do that lmao

[officialunitedstates]

it’s quick, it’s easy and it’s free

[transarsonist]

happy 10 years of its quick, its easy, and its free

[oozins]

NOT EVERYTHING FEELS LIKE SOMETHING ELSE

[muttsona]

okay now read the whole poem. it is something else

Angie Sijun Lou

I keep waking up in different beds and in this same body. I have to say this right away so you know it didn't start with limbs slackened, ha

[mostmodernist-deactivated201708]

Excerpts from an interview with Assata Shakur in Cuba in 1997: 

Sociologist Christian Parenti: How did you arrive in Cuba?

Assata Shakur: Well, I couldn’t, you know, just write a letter and say, “Dear Fidel, I’d like to come to your country.” So I had to hoof it–come and wait for the Cubans to respond. Luckily, they had some idea who I was, they’d seen some of the briefs and U.N. petitions from when I was a political prisoner. So they were somewhat familiar with my case and they gave me the status of being a political refugee. That means I am here in exile as a political person.

Parenti: How did you feel when you got here?

Shakur: I was really overwhelmed. Even though I considered myself a socialist, I had these insane, silly notions about Cuba. I mean, I grew up in the 1950s when little kids were hiding under their desks, because “the communists were coming.” So even though I was very supportive of the revolution, I expected everyone to go around in green fatigues looking like Fidel, speaking in a very stereotypical way, “the revolution must continue, Companero. Let us triumph, Comrade.” When I got here people were just people, doing what they had where I came from. It’s a country with a strong sense of community. Unlike the U.S., folks aren’t so isolated. People are really into other people. Also, I didn’t know there were all these black people here and that there was this whole Afro-Cuban culture. My image of Cuba was Che Guevara and Fidel Castro. I hadn’t heard of Antonio Maceo (a hero of the Cuban war of independence) and other Africans who had played a role in Cuban history.The lack of brand names and consumerism also really hit me. You go into a store and there would be a bag of “rice.” It undermined what I had taken for granted in the absurd zone where people are like, “Hey, I only eat uncle so and so’s brand of rice.”

Parenti: So, how were you greeted by the Cuban state?

Shakur: They’ve treated me very well. It was different from what I expected; I thought they might be pushy. But they were more interested in what I wanted to do, in my projects. I told them that the most important things were to unite with my daughter and to write a book. They said, “What do you need to do that?” They were also interested in my vision of the struggle of African people in the United States. I was so impressed by that. Because I grew up–so to speak–in the movement dealing with white leftists who were very bossy and wanted to tell us what to do and thought they knew everything. The Cuban attitude was one of solidarity with respect. It was a profound lesson in cooperation.

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