#cishit

[tu-cute-4-you-blog]

@dial-nine is being rude to us >.< 

we’re good people !! Just because we are happy to be trans doesn't mean we deserve to be attacked >:(

[ewaneneollav]

what is your bandcamp

a42smusic.bandcamp.com

[maximummightyx]

cishit replied to your post:>people who had to take the psat

is the psat for people in highschool??

yes but the point is the act is the better test

[ewaneneollav]

comic ide

ides stab

[redrockbutch]

For instance saying something like "trans people are a joke" or "trans people are fucking ridiculous"

Oh boy you sure have caught me out! I have no idea how to respond to this onslaught of logic!

Come back when you understand how power structures work.

[redrockbutch]

"If that makes me transphobic then unfollow me" Cis people are more worried about people calling them out on their shit than they are about being transphobic :')

[thatcrippledbastard-blog]

Absence, Cishits, and Kinship

It has been a while. IT HAS BEEN A WHILE. Too long? Almost as long. In that time much has happened. First there was shirtstorm, then there was shitstorm, and then there was buttstorm. I have missed you little tumbls, the way you make me all squuzzy inside. I would explain my absence, but I think it is for the best if I don't. But I will say this: My activism got a little too active if you know what I'm saying. One minute you're just raiding a peaceful meeting of the Texas Able Club, and the next you're behind bars meeting your soul mate.

But that is neither here nor there. No, what I want to talk about today is my newly discovered kinship. For the longest time I had an affinity for Fenneks,  you could even say I was a fennekin. But then during my matriculation in County, I learned to appreciate the bears. I became a true blue bearkin, I even got a bearskin rug to celebrate. But recently I've been really digging into some unicorns, and I almost wish I was a unikin. My identity bounces around too much, like an old lady's underarm (I don't mean no disrespect, old ladies. You are beautiful, it's true!)

And I don't know what to do. Therefore I have decided to call myself a bouncykin, one who's identity bounces around like the free free spirit of grandma's grundle. But first, I need to go over the rules of being a bouncykin.

1. Only a bouncykin can identify themselves as a bouncykin.

2. There is no bouncykin.

It's true! I made it all up. If only you could see the shame on my face right now. Oh you would know I am sorry. Really.

Truly.

...

Sorry.

No, but in all honesty, I am a Winniekin. What is that you ask? A beautiful flower who identifies with that fluffable bear, Winnie the Pooh? No, and don't even get me started on poo. One who is free and majestic like the audacible whinny of a horse? As if!

No my tumblsts, a Winniekin is one who feels for the broken heart of Winnie Cooper from the Wonder Years. Oh Fred Savage, you can kiss me anytime my brothers die!

Now that we've established that, it's time to move on to the point of today's topic, Cishets. Now I gotta tell you, if my activism has taught me anything, it's that the only way to win hearts and minds is to fuck up their language, and my friends, that's exactly what the heteronormativiststs have done this time. Cishet is exactly the kind of thing they want to be called. It gives them power. Feeds their egos! No! More!

I do declare we to call them cishits from now on. Because that's what they are. They're shit. Miserable little piles of slime, like something you'd find under the sink and have to learn that hard that it's not as delicious as it looks (and that cishits do look delicious!) (scrum-scrum-scrumptious!).

I do hoped it help. Looking forward to being read by you.

Love as usual, your favorite Winniekin,

That Crippled Bastard.

[xxlonelyboixx]

My friend told me today the most stereotypical bullshit ideals about bisexuals today. "They're just confused. They'll figure out that they're gay later in life. It's not a real thing I couldn't date a guy that's been with another guy, that's disgusting. I wouldn't want to compete with both sexes." Then she said that she's praying to god she passes her marketing exam, and I was like "Well how do you know god is real, if you're not god? Then how do you know bisexuality isn't real, when you're not bisexual?" Then she stuttered and I was like bitch swerve.