In addition, wheatpasted posters can contain fine shards of glass mixed up in the glue. In general it is safe to assume that removing street art with your bare hands can result in injury, especially if the art is politically motivated, but fascists in particular have zero qualms about hurting people who try to tear down their propaganda.
carry bumper stickers. Planned parenthood, the trevor project, one of the million refugee funds, hell, funny jokes and pictures of animals. If you can’t tear this shit down, hide it with hope.
I learned last night through personal experience that you can in fact fist a neopussy, and it made me realize that so much of the propaganda against bottom surgery, even the really small ways that "a neopussy isn't like a *real* vagina" are complete fabrications.
I get wet when I'm horny, I have a vaginal microbiome, it feels like a cis vagina to partners who've been with cis women, and it can take a whole fucking HAND.
I just want to remind folks that the medical technology we have available is amazing, and that there are people and groups out there that have a vested interest in making sure you don't know that.
If you're on the fence don't listen to the propaganda. At the very least talk to a post op transfem before you decide.
Neopussies are the real deal and I just want as many folks as possible to know that.
Trust is a slippery concept, and it's even more slippery when you've grown up around people that regularly hurt or betrayed you (sometimes out of true necessity; a toddler isn't going to feel non-betrayed when their parents poke them with needles regardless of whether they know that it's medically necessary). We didn't really understand how to trust people until very recently, and it's still an ongoing process for us to learn what trust means.
For fellow "do I even know what trust is, let alone how to feel it?" people, the actual, formal definition of "trust" is
"Assured reliance on the character, ability, strength, or truth of someone or something."
In other words, you know what someone is like and can rely on them to act a certain way. You can look away and have a reasonable amount of confidence that things will turn out a certain way. In context of a system, that can mean letting go and allowing others to run the ship for a little if they'd like to (because you know they won't burn the house down), believing someone when they say they need something or will get something done, and working together as a team because you know it'll be okay if you're not the sole person in control of your life.
We haven't trusted each other for most of our existence. Sure, we'd say that we trusted someone to do something, but then we'd act as though we expected them not to follow through. If you didn't put yourself first, then no one else was going to look out for you.
Every creature for themselves! Sabotage! Steal! Lie and betray! Do whatever you have to do to survive, even if it means strangling everyone else to get what you need!
This didn't do much to inspire actual trust between us.
Your relationship with the rest of your system doesn't have to be a chain of constant betrayals and injuries. Trust is a skill, and you can learn it at any time. The first step is to admit that you don't trust each other as much as you wish you could. The second step is to try.
Find patience for each other where you can, be honest about your needs, be vulnerable sometimes, and listen to your system when they ask you to stop or need you to do something. Listening to each other and respecting each other's needs and limits can make a huge difference in how much you trust each other, especially in the long term.
Image ID in alt text and below the cut.
[Begin image ID.]
A comic titled, "Do you trust me?"
For years, we used to lie and say "of course!"
"Yes," says Echo, who doesn't really "get" trust and is stuck in "care about nothing and you'll never get hurt" mode.
"Why wouldn't I?" says Gwen, who hasn't unpacked her parentification yet.
"I guess I have to," says Red, who still remembers what it was like to be rejected by everyone else.
"Then why won't you listen to me?" asks Blue.
"Because we don't actually trust anyone, let alone you!"
Only one of us was honest from the start. Hawthorne said "no" in vibes and gestures. Being trampled over and completely ignored for years (even unknowingly) doesn't make a person want to trust you. Because Hawthorne barely knew us and had no peace to keep, they had no reason to lie.
If you lie about trust, then you won't know where you stand, and you won't find out why the distrust exists so you can make changes.
"Wait, we can say no?" asks Blue. "Ok, wow then, honestly I don't think I actually trust any of you and maybe that's a problem."
It turns out that it's easier to build trust if everyone is honest.
imo the term "walkable" in "walkable cities" should be understood to mean "wheelchair accessible" as well, not just literally "possible to walk in". the act of walking in a city doesn't automatically make it walkable
Navigating gender dysphoria? Be heard and be counted in the science.
Join our confidential, cross-country study of 18-25 year olds to tell your story, challenge preconceptions, and have YOUR experience reflected in the science on queer youth | ayagdos.org
I'd like to make it known for all of my fellow moths, it is not that moths are attracted to light that they commonly swarm around the brightest light, it is because their body's auto correct themselves to have their back face the brightest light in the area in order to attempt to keep straight up. This is the insect and true bug version of a rock in fluid to make sure that the body is oriented correctly with limbs to the ground and head/body toward the sky.
That being said, enjoying lights is still on the table
I am currently attempting and hoping to get a powerful blacklight because fun
this spring plant some flowers or something to encourage the bee population 🫶 we need the bees they keep every plant running and producing fruit if it wasn’t for the bees many plant species would become endangered and then extinct
izzy806
kianamaiart
baratheonpilled
romaincrisis
areudirty
jacobvanloon
