i sometimes wonder how many dis-identified afab people, when describing the sensation of “feeling like a man, but being perceived as a woman,” are actually describing feeling like a person, but being perceived as an object.
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i sometimes wonder how many dis-identified afab people, when describing the sensation of “feeling like a man, but being perceived as a woman,” are actually describing feeling like a person, but being perceived as an object.
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TRAs really don't get what it means when we say we don't identify as cis, or as anything on their gendered axis.
A popular analogy I see is "okay but imagine you're exactly who you are, but you were born in a male body" trying to appeal to me and my inherent femininity or something.
You want to know what would happen if I happened to be myself, but in a male body? I would be a man. I would grow up without the expectations put on me as a girl and woman. I would benefit from the patriarchy. I would have a penis and broader shoulders and a beard and no boobs. I would not under any definition be a woman.
There is nothing inherent to my brain or what have you that makes it womanly. It's a woman's brain because it happens to exist inside a female.
I dont identify as cis, because I don't identify as a woman. I am what I am because that is what has been determined for me and what I'm living with/as.
oh I see terf is the new feminazi, the same old sexist buzzword reinvented to demonize women and feminist theory
if you still believe men of your race will defend you, empower you, or otherwise work to your societal benefit if you prioritize your ethnic identity over your sex i honestly don’t know what to tell you. males of every color, culture, and background are equally misogynistic and have found ways to abuse and subjugate women regardless of their social class since forever. there i said it
apparently, I joined this tumblr place at 15.07.2013 3:33:00 .
why are half of my memories posts tagged with @anti-anti-survivor please explain lmao
if you know what i mean when i say there are “angry walking sounds” in the house, would you smash that reblog button, please?
my dad always sounds angry when he walks. it’s fucking terrifying
having a bad start doesn’t mean everything is ruined. having a bad week doesn’t mean your whole year will be bad. everything could be going wrong right now but you can still have a nice ending.
What about having horrible two years
fic writers are always looking for literally every opportunity to spoil their works. screw the finished product! i wanna tell you right now what’s going on!
…. really? other writers, is dis true? half the reason i have such trouble idea-bouncing is bc all my fave ppl to do it with are the same ones that i most want to surprise (and hopefully make happy) with the next chapter.
it’s the eternal struggle. I want to tell you RIGHT NOW but I want your honest surprise and angry messages when you see it in the next chapter.
It leads to suffering.
How to respond when someone tries to drag you into shipping or kink discourse when you don't want to
Copy and paste the following:
I understand. You found paradise in America, you had a good trade, you made a good living. The police protected you and there were courts of law. You didn’t need a friend like me. But, now you come to me, and you say: “Don Corleone, do you support this ship/kink?” But you don’t ask with respect. You don’t offer friendship. You don’t even think to call me Godfather. Instead, you come into my house on the day my daughter is to be married, and you ask me to get involved in your discourse.
this entry in a ‘what would happen if the internet went down tomorrow’ contest has been making me laugh since 2009
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