SAVE SPACE

I am a trans, pansexual, asexual and polyamerous individual, struggeling with diffrent mental health issues, so this a save space for everybody. My pronoums are he/him/his and they/them/their. No racism, sexism, LGBTQ-hate, bullying and unfairness. You have a problem at home? You struggle with figuring stuff out? You don't wanna be alone? Come here.

[justaunicornboy]

bramble twisted around your arms

red mixed with pleasure and pain

concealed are the cuts underneath

your eyes blind to the sunlight

wrapped around your head your crown

scratching out the windows to your soul

only seeing what they wanna see

the body dressed in luxurious fabrics

covered in shimmer and glamour

not looking under the surface

your astonishing elegance

asthetic matching what they imagined

blood dripping from your fingertips

the bramble intertwined with your skin

the pain hidden behind a smile

you are their beloved royalty

yet also their own doom

their death disguised as what they most desire

your whispering voice draws them in

malleable to your wishes

they lay beneath you in the dirt.

(do with them as you please)

mark their faces with your gore

strip them from their vitality

so you may life in everlasting beauty

you wear ruin like velvet and they call it divinity

even your silence cuts deeper than their devotion

you are not their queen

you are the slow-burning altar they die on

begging for the flame

[justaunicornboy]

polyamory can he beautiful like this!

[justaunicornboy]

#sunflower

[justaunicornboy]

my parents are kinda toxic.

i cleaned four rooms and our stairs, additionally i scrubbed the stairs and three of the rooms.

my parents didn't acknowledge it.

my parents didn't thank me.

my dad walked through the freshly scrubbed rooms

my mom originally wanted to clean with me together.

they already criticized the way i put away the cleaning equipment, what was uncalled for because i put them away correctly.

and i already know that my mom will critique my work harshly.

update: she thanked me alot because she wanted to cover up that she didn't buy vegan milk for me.

[black-girls-wizdom]

Black people are so tired. 😓

We can’t go jogging (#AmaudArbery).

We can’t relax in the comfort of our own homes (#BothemJean and #AtatianaJefferson).

We can't ask for help after being in a car crash (#JonathanFerrell and #RenishaMcBride).

We can't have a cellphone (#StephonClark).

We can't leave a party to get to safety (#JordanEdwards).

We can't play loud music (#JordanDavis).

We can’t sell CD's (#AltonSterling).

We can’t sleep (#AiyanaJones)

We can’t walk from the corner store (#MikeBrown).

We can’t play cops and robbers (#TamirRice).

We can’t go to church (#Charleston9).

We can’t walk home with Skittles (#TrayvonMartin).

We can’t hold a hair brush while leaving our own bachelor party (#SeanBell).

We can’t party on New Years (#OscarGrant).

We can’t get a normal traffic ticket (#SandraBland).

We can’t lawfully carry a weapon (#PhilandoCastile).

We can't break down on a public road with car problems (#CoreyJones).

We can’t shop at Walmart (#JohnCrawford) .

We can’t have a disabled vehicle (#TerrenceCrutcher).

We can’t read a book in our own car (#Keith Scott).

We can’t be a 10yr old walking with our grandfather (#CliffordGlover).

We can’t decorate for a party (#ClaudeReese).

We can’t ask a cop a question (#RandyEvans).

We can’t cash our check in peace (#YvonneSmallwood).

We can’t take out our wallet (#AmadouDiallo).

We can’t run (#WalterScott).

We can’t breathe (#EricGarner).

We can’t live (#FreddieGray).

We’re tired.

Tired of making hashtags.

Tired of trying to convince you that our #BlackLivesMatter too.

Tired of dying.

Tired.

Tired.

Tired.

So very tired.

When will it stop?

-Author Unknown

[kertik]

If you are outside India, I am practically begging you to reblog this

Last week India passed a blatantly anti-Muslim law that seeks to naturalise millions of immigrants, except if they are Muslims.

In August of this year, India revoked the autonomous status of the Kashmir region, putting a communication blackout on the state. Kashmir has entered the fifth month of no internet and heaviest militarisation of any region in the world.

India is a secular, socialist republic. This bill is anti-constitutional and against the principles on which the country was founded

Naturally, there have been protests across the country. At the forefront of the protests are students from India's public universities.

Police opened fire on peaceful protestors in Jamia Milia Islamia University in Delhi, and Aligarh Muslim University in Uttar Pradesh.

Ever since then, the ruling fascist Hindu nationalist political party, the BJP, has been doctoring videos and sending fake news all over the internet, discrediting protestors and labelling them as terrorists

India has already seen too much religious violence, please please signal boost this, call your representatives, make them aware, get them to make statements. The only thing India and its dictator Modi care about is its image abroad

[hardmantle-deactivated20200808]

This post is dated December, 2019 so a little update (June, 2020) since I’ve seen it on my dash a lot lately:

Amidst the raging pandemic and our Government’s botched handling of it, GOI has found the time to book student activists under a draconian “anti terrorism” law called the UAPA.

Here’s a brief article about what exactly the UAPA is here. It was written in October last year so it’s before all of this, but it highlights the ways it could be misused, and why it’s a cause for concern.

Here’s another article about the same. Has proved prophetic, because our government NEVER fails to let us down!

Many student activists have been booked under UAPA, like Natasha Narwal and Devangana Kalita. Safoora Zargar, who is pregnant, has been jailed despite concerns about COVID-19 (and this being entirely under an unlawful law).

Here’s a quick twitter thread with the names of other activists booked under UAPA.

[Oh btw, in a completely different story, no charges have been made against those suspected of inciting violence at JNU. It’s under investigation, which sounds promising, but uh, we’ve seen what’s happened in the past. There’s not really a lot of hope there.]

While there are scattered protests about this, and some mild coverage from very few news channels, and people have talked about it a little, it’s been lost under all the noise of the pandemic, the migrant crisis, cyclones, locust invasion and other horrors hitting the country right now. Please, please, PLEASE raise awareness about this.

[libraford]

A spell of personal reflection

You will need: a room and yourself.

Directions:

Go sit in a corner

Think about what you’ve done. 

[justaunicornboy]

sometimes I don't even have the energy to correct my family

when they use the hurtful, wrong words accidentally

is someone out there that can understand my pain

I need help to feel relief at night and don't feel drained

give me them pills I can pop to clear my head from time to time

[justaunicornboy]

morning chat with apollo

Apollo: Hey sweetheart, how are you?

Me: It's six o'clock in the morning...can I please sleep?

Apollo: Okay, I'll check on you later.

Me: Thank you.

(five minutes later)

Apollo: How are you?

Me: sighs

Apollo: ...

Me: ...

Apollo: And?

Me: I am good.

Apollo: Glad to hear. Stay save and stay hydrated. I love you my child.

(he disappears)

Me: I know, but please let me sleep next time!

Apollo: laughs in the distance

[justaunicornboy]

present

Hades is sad

Hermes is walking around

Apollo is just vibing

Dionysus just told a joke

Four greek gods are present in my room

But although i love them all

They all mean a lot to me

Dearest to me will always be whom you know as Satan

Luzifer constantly has my back no matter how bad i feel

He is the one that is reaching out to me most

Checking on my at least once in the week

[justaunicornboy]

assaulted

i am 18. i am trans. i am a survivor.

i was sexually assaulted multiple times. i wanna talk about it, because it has to be done.

the first time was when i was 8, i was a child. he was my grandmas brother. he was (still is) a drunk asshole that makes everybody around him uncomfortable due this self-centred, egoistic and narcissistic behaviour. he forced me on his lap. he touched me in way that made me feel very uncomfortable. he made inappropriate comments. i told my mom. i don’t have to be in a room with him on my own anymore, neither my sisters. i haven’t seen him in two years. 

the second time i was 14. i was a naive teen. he was 16 and a childhood friend of me and my sisters. he lives in the same village and we grew up together. it started as a game. he went further.  he started hugging me. he started forcing me on his lap. i could feel his erection. he petted me. he force kissed me. i never gave my consent. i never told anybody. i don’t have contact to him anymore. i just blocked his contact on my phone recently. i am free of im now. 

the last time was last summer. i was 17. it most the most terrifying situation of them all. i visited my best friend on my own. it was a long drive due to him living across the country. i went by train. it was the last train i was on. it was darkish outside. i set on my place and this dude in his 50ties placed himself across me. he looked at me “like i am his next snack” as i wrote my best friend. the next thing i remember was this filthy dudes hand on my waist. “up for some fun?” his voice scared me even more. i could’t move. i could’t think. i was frozen. i don’t know what would have happened if this random person would have walked passed us. the dude let go of my waist and disappeared. i never told anyone about this until i met my current partner.

i survived. i still have scares, sometimes i can’t be touched without being scared again. i sometimes feel worthless and deserved it. i can’t handle people near me. but it gets better.

please stay save. if something like this happens to you talk about it with someone you trust. you can talk to me. please don’t be silent about it. speak out. let us make a difference. let us end this. 

[justaunicornboy]

coming out and testing labels

i was 14 when i told my parents that i am pansexual, they were totally fine with it.

i was 15 when i hinted that i am not within the binar gender spectrum. 

i was 16 when i came out as gender fluid to my parents and started using a different name. i also started testing out different pronouns with my best friend.

with 16 i realised that i am polyamerous. only my current partner knows. 

with 17 i started presenting myself as male on the internet. started to realise that i am male.

with 17 i came out as gender fluid to my classmates. the name i used at home was transferred into my school life.

with 18 i had my first bf, he never understood my struggles, demanded me to present female, was emotionally manipulative. he helped me realise that i am indeed male. as much as i hate him, he also was big help in the process of finding myself.

with 18 i bought my first binder, but i have been binding since i am 12 (sports bra method). the day my binders arrived i came out to my parents. they were shook.

with 18 i met my partner, he is the most supportive and awesome person i ever met. i love him so much. 

i am still 18. a lot has happened. but i can say one thing: i am in a better place.

it is okay to test labels. it is okay to test names. it is okay to not come out. it is okay. you're valid, you're beautiful, you're strong.

[justaunicornboy]

stuff my family says

Grandpa: I saw your birth certificate and there you are a female with dead name. I will address you like that until it is changed.

Mom: You loved wearing dresses as a child. You can't be trans.

Mom: You are just scared of societies standards for woman.

Mom: You had long hair as a child. You can't be trans.

Mom: YoU wIlL aLwAyS bE mY dAuGhTeR.

Mom: You have never been with a woman so you don't know what you are yet.