Dayne

They/ He || Black || ADHD| Fibro| Hypermobile|| Queer || Cat Therian

[taylerninghowtodraw]

Glowing Pink

If you smile at the earth I bet she smiles back

[lobotomyboi]

A broken closet door

Little curly strings wrapped around your fingers

The familiar sound of a broken cello.

Into the dark. Into the bowels.

Where spiders are king

Where the molds are dark

And yet with force, we go deep into the bowels.

Sleep amongst your peers

For you have no place amongst pigs

Lie beside your peers

Because they’ll do you no harm.

A broken closet door

Little curly strings trapped in the corners of your finger nails

Stretched skin and broken bones

This is not a home.

[lobotomyboi]

Meow mahw mahw merrrwww mrewwp or whatever

[marinella-ela]

[leafstem]

lets lay down with baby

lets lay down with mama

lets lay down with mama

lets lay down with mama

[gor3sigil]

A cis woman tells me that maybe she should transition to gain male privilege as I'm recovering from getting beaten up in the men's bathrooms.

I tell her to be my guest and give me a call when she gets her jaw broken, I always carry a first aid kit and a pepper spray.

She calls me a misogynistic asshole.

A cis man tells me that he'd sure love some T.

Gave him my prescription and best of luck with the constant shortages and getting denied.

He calls me a pussy.

I'm fighting for my life and reproductive rights. I get told to get off women's fights, that it's not about me, like I shed my womb after my first T shot.

I search for support groups for SA victims, and I'm stuck in the same “women/NBs only”. Still shooting my shot, send an application. I introduce myself. Never get a call back.

I go to a trans night. Say I go by he/him. Get told back “yeah, that's how we all start !” by a trans woman. I'm too exhausted, I get up and I leave.

I hang out with my friends, one of them drunkenly says masculinity is a prison we must learn to escape. She gets rows of applause. Back to drinking alone.

Yes I could explain it. But who'd you rather be ? A delusional girl or a man made threat ?Or it could be better, I could just not exist ! And we'd bleach my corpse and I'd become a casualty. Not an F, ot an M, a W for Wound and for Wrong.

I put a candle on a single cupcake, 2 years on HRT. I blow it in the dark. Curtains closed like casket.

[learn-how-to-love]

That “cringe” nonbinary xenogender genderfuck therian who uses neopronouns and may or may not go on HRT while being loudly, proudly themselves will always be more revolutionary and subversive than a binary trans person who aggressively reproduces the cis status quo and shames anyone who doesn’t do the same.

[lobotomyboi]

My aunt wants me to talk to my mom real bad. I think next time she asks I’ll tell her to have my mom acknowledge me as her son, loudly and proudly, and call me only by the MY name no if ands or buts. Genuinely though, I’m never talking to that rancid bitch again. I hope her place in hell freezes over while she’s neck deep in water and that birds shit on her stupid fucking face and pluck out her conniving tongue.

[crazycatsiren]

"Always trust your intuitions!" My sibling in Christ I have CPTSD. There are times when my intuitions tell me I'm about to get in trouble, as an adult, in my own house that has my name on the deed.

[eldritchbauble]

Genuinely one of the worst things about being raised by an abusive parent is that whatever anyone on the outside knows about is the tip of the iceberg. Even if they know, they don't know. They didn't live it. And whatever your parent did/does is like 100x worse than what they know about. Because even if you try to relay your experiences, there is still an ocean worth of shit that's slipped though the cracks and you can't even coherently remember it all to tell them. Even when you can remember, it's hard to put into words everything that's been done to you. It's an insanely isolating thing to go through. It's like you're the only one who's ever truly going to know what it's like to be you, even if other people relate and sympathize. Even moreso if you don't have any siblings who shared your childhood. It's just. Shit.

[lobotomyboi]

You don’t have any siblings who shared your childhood.

My sister was heavily beaten as a baby and it made her docile, I wasn’t beaten as a kid but grew to be only moderately docile.

I became the scape goat, when there was a binder clip in the floor, it was my fault she fell on it. It was my shame for not having a clean house. It was always my shame and fault, mine and mine alone.

My sister’s gentle, lamb-like ways allow her to get a life I never could, but I could never be mad at her for it. She’s just a baby I had to teach mother to love.

[stupid-twink-girl]

topa.to/stupidtwink

[achillesinhighheels]

[bunnyboiinneed]

Ok fine ill play a forcemasc game if this post gets 250 likes or something I'll get brace myself to go outside and get my nipples pierced for gender goals.

Id do smaller increments but imma be real putting goals for jockstraps and other things like plugs with tails or crop tops I just want for self care... let's just say I'm assuming by 250 likes ill have money set aside for piercings

[tin-taker]

realizes yall never seen Tankner, they getting a physical form now lollll

[sandandglass]

Donald Trump gets attacked by an eagle.

This eagle truly represents America. What a majestic symbol.

[lukcskywalkcrs]

It’s only fitting that this gets reblogged today

[rinokami]

This is the only eagle that deserves reblogging on the 4th

[apas-95]

[sraithpics]

David Cleary!

[aiteanngaelach-deactivated20241]

i'm in Ireland and the search for that bastards name is still blocked and hidden... the legnths the british go to defend and protect their instruments of colonialism and violence is beyond belief. no justice for the victims and yet every measure taken to protect David James Cleary and his fellow murderers.

[undeadentropy]

Never a better time for the Streisand Effect than when it's a government covering up acts of brutality and evil.

[stele3]

if you complain about the Chinese government covering up Tianamen Square, then complain about this, too.

[thundergrace]

Oh my God! 😭 You dropped this queen 👑

[thundergrace]

To think I thought I knew what ethereal beauty was before now. Laughable.

[lymeandcoconut]

she’s so beautiful i had to include a few more photos

[happibeans]

Her instagram is @queennyakimofficial !

Support Black Women!!! Support Black Womens Art!!! Support Dark Skinned Black Women!!! Support Dark Skinned Black Womens Art!!!

🖤🤎🖤🤎🖤🤎🖤🤎🖤🤎🖤🤎🖤🤎🖤

[thesaltofcarthage]

I’ve reblogged her before, but really, you can’t have too many dark-skinned Black queens on your dash. 

[capitulism]

The largest mass shooting in American history was a hate crime against gay people. Don’t ever forget that.

[exmellivorinae]

June 12, 2016. Putting a date on this for when it gets reblogged months from now by people who think the post is about something from 30, 40 years ago.

[butch-reidentified]

I am a survivor of the Pulse nightclub shooting, having grown up in Orlando and just turned 20 a month prior. If you didn’t know, there were several families who refused to claim the bodies of their relatives due to their sexuality. One family even had their relative’s name removed from the memorial. Murdered by the same hate with which their families reject them in both life and death.

Many, many people celebrated Pulse. We were told we deserved it. That it was God’s punishment for our sin of loving the same sex. We are sent messages like these I received in 2018:

We in the community often call the victim count 49+ to include the survivors who couldn’t live with the pain.

The event was never officially declared a hate crime or targeted homophobic attack and is rarely listed as one in databases.

At our vigils for those slaughtered, Extremist Christian groups showed up to protest, holding signs like this:

ID: Me kissing a woman I was casually seeing in front of an angry looking man with a “Sodomy is Sin” sign.

Please understand how much more than just a mass shooting this was. We are still to this day harassed and told we deserved it by some.

This year was the sixth anniversary. The first couple years I received dozens of messages checking in on me on 6/12. Year 5 got enough news coverage for people to think to reach out to me. This year it was my therapist, the woman I kissed in that photo, and a couple of other gun violence survivor friends. People are forgetting already.