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DYKE UP OR DIE. #PRIDEMONTH.
🧡 HAPPY PRIDE MONTH TO MY FELLOW LESBIANS 🩷
i love you all <3 femmes, mascs, studs, butches, stems, futches, touch me nots, pillow princesses, stone tops, transmascs, transfems, ace lesbians, nonbinary lesbians, he/him lesbians, disabled lesbians, late bloomer lesbians, etc.
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happy pride to fat dykes specifically
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take my mermaid quiz boy
If you were a mermaid, what animal form would your lower half take? Are you a slithery eel, a powerful shark, or maybe a colorful reef fish?
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they're sending their strongest warriors to defend AGAB language
If you are in fact male you do not need a mamogram. Breast cancer affect one out of every eight women. Breast cancer in men is 1 in 833 men. Men don't need to get screenings regardless of how much plastic surgery or hrt they get. Not wasteing time on unessicary medical procedures is not oppression.
this is a perfect example of how agab language (or words that it's generally used as euphemism for) is used to obscure the reality of sex. many trans and intersex people have bodies that do not fit cleanly into the sex binary, and this means that there are people who were amab who have breast tissue and thus an elevated risk of breast cancer, and so they require screening
strict rhetorical adherence to the sex binary, like the rhetoric demonstrated so well and succinctly above, privileges cissexual and perisex bodies, and disadvantages those with bodies that do not fit into the sex binary, barring us from accessing care relevant to the body parts we have
I'd like to thank thesinisterspinster for offering us such a great example today
Who chose to appropriate womens language for themselves? Hmmm? Afab my whole fat ass "bars us from medical procedures" that you probably don't need. Like when ya dummies try to go get a pap smear when you don't have a cervix at all. Womens health is for the female sex you don't have the organs nor a risk of 1 in 8. Getting medical procedures for your ego is not my problem. Like you aren't even old enough for a mamo even if you were female.
I think it's funny that the terf went pro-cancer when realizing trans women are at risk of breast cancer lol. We get it, you're ignorant about our bodies and our health, can you at least shut up about our bodies you uneducated bigot.
one of the biggest factoids used to fearmonger about estradiol is that it increases the risk of breast cancer—which it does, but only to the same level as cis women.
also like. 1 in 833 people is still 1 in 833. thats still a lot of people
If you're a trans woman you need to get mammograms because -get this!- you have breasts. Cis women are more likely to get breast cancer than cis men because -get this- they have more breast per breast in which to get the cancer. Transitioning to female increases your risk of breast cancer to the same level of cis women because -get this- your breasts get bigger.
Post op trans women can still contract HPV which can lead to carcinoma so you do still need to get an annual pap smear. Neovaginas can also be used to check for prostate cancer.
You're not taking care away from cis women because other patients just book an appointment with the same gynecologist at a different time. That is how doctors work. If a cis woman needs to see a gyno right then and there due to a medical emergency, you're still not taking care away from them because there's actually a different building for emergencies.
Anyone who tells you otherwise is actively trying to endanger you.
cats will be like please i need you to watch me wiggle around on this carpet please hey look look please look at me i’m wiggling
I am so tired of short-attention-span, trim-the-fat culture. All writing advice these days is for how to write like Chuck Palahniuk. "Cut 'think', cut 'feel', cut 'wonder' - only action, only pushing forward, show and move and move and move." What if I could emulate this style, and still don't want to? What if I want to write like Henry James, with three paragraphs of introspective musings between each dialogue line? The music advice is, "make it shortform, make it Tik-Tok compatible, make it punchy, hit the refrain as soon as possible." What if I want that 10-minute prog rock piece? What if I want that symphony? What if I want it slow and luxurious and lazy? Movies. Series. Poetry. Bodies. Everything is "trimmed trimmed trimmed trimmed, stripped bare, you have three seconds to win me over, make it airport chic." I don't want to win you over, then, I guess. I want the fat left it. I want the pleasure and the indolence and the indulgence. Fuck this art-advice that's always "your art needs Ozempic."
reblog if you dont have a bra on
when a guy says something so out of pocket and you have to hit him with that rose bride stare
Trans girls, in my experience, have largely lived an existence in which for the vast majority of our lives, we've never been anybody's first choice romantically. That's if we're chosen at all.
Second choice? Yeah. Back up plan? Happens. Fetishized? Always.
But never just chosen. Never just pursued. Never loved quite as much as we need. Never the object of obsession. Never the focus of passion.
Every love feels like it's one better option disappearing like a vapor in the wind.
So I say all that to say, if you're romantically inclined, and you love a trans girl. Choose her. Really choose her. Choose her in every moment. Make her feel like she's the only one that matters and do it every day, because it's possible, likely even, that she's never felt that before.
Really choose her, or you will break her heart.
If you're not willing to do that, leave her the fuck alone.
ALSO. FLOWERS. FOR THE LOVE OF GODS GET HER FLOWERS SHE HAS PROBABLY NEVER BEEN GIVEN FLOWERS ROMANTICALLY IN HER LIFE.
you people will leave wonderful and insightful tags that I'm eager to reblog and fold into the conversation and then you'll go "sorry, I left this in the tags cause I didn't want to derail"
I see a parallel here with the ways that trans Women are trained to deprioritize their own voices in exchange for entry into/existence within irl spaces. I feel a synesthesiac sameness sitting between tag commentary and the girl who has learned that the tolerance of her community is contingent on her never speaking too loudly or firmly, never doing anything which could be construed as intruding. She is taught that she has to shrink herself considerably in order to fit.
The 'reblog w/ addition' is antithesis to that self-minimization. An elevation of the personal perspective. A statement: "My thoughts on this matter are just as pertinent as yours and so here I am, enforcing my presence in the conversation." This isn't (can't be, frankly, in so few words) a perfect characterization of the dynamics at play but I think there's something to the thought. I've known lots of quiet people who were just used to being ignored; I hear some of that in the girls whispering in the tags.
I cannot give birth
what's more,
there is a gaping
hole in my
stomach through
which strangers
can see where
my womb
isn't
they do not
say I'm sorry
for your loss.
they stick their
hands inside and
they look stern
when they tell me
it's a disgusting
hole
when you see your little kitty walking toward you at a leisurely pace and say "hi baby!" bc you're excited to see her and she starts trotting a little bit faster 'cause she's excited to see you too. that's what life is all about i think