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artists fuck better because we turn sex into art, masterpieces, mattresses become canvases where we can paint our love to someone with bodies.
its like, impossible to come up with anything funnier than the experience of seeing this post
pharoahs fuck better because they ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh put the pussy in a scarmophogoghs
having nelgect be the main trauma of your childhood feels so bleak because you feel like youre saying "I wish I had been given more" over and over and even if you don't mean it in a whiny ungrateful way it can really feel like that
I have conflicting feelings about never being love-bombed or even anything more than neglected as a child. I know other abused kids would sometimes be given attention or gifts after abuse to make them bond back to the parent, which made leaving almost impossible. The kids would be stuck between two different versions of their parents, loving, generous, fun, engaging, and dangerous, hateful, violent and sadistic. Not knowing which is the real one, always finding excuses because you need that good one to be true, you need your parent, you love them and you need to know they love you too.
I find myself feeling grateful I didn't have that; I never bonded to those people, I never had to fight with myself to figure out which version is real. I knew they didn't love me. I don't have to deal with nostalgia and endless wondering if I could have had the good version if I was obedient enough. I knew for sure I was walking away from death, not family.
That feels like something to be grateful for, because the confusion and not being able to cut yourself away, that is hell. Doubting your own feelings and conclusions and always looking back, sounds way worse than what I have to deal with. I think that kind of love bombing is hateful. It affects the kids' lives with extra pain, extra struggles.
On the other hand I can't imagine a person having a positive opinion of me, I can't percieve myself as a person of value. After someone hurts me, I don't expect them to try to make up for it or even be sorry, it just feels normal. Neglect and abuse feel like the default and I don't know how to get anywhere else.
I did get love-bombed later by a narcissist and when I realized what had happened I was beyond devastated. It was the first time I thought someone cared about me, and it was just lies. It felt like something was stolen from me. It reinforced the idea I can't be loved and made me stop trusting people who said they cared about me - apparently anyone can just say that.
Does being love-bombed in childhood still make you feel like you have value, even temporary, and make you expect better out of people? Or is it just the same, devastation that it was just lies and you were lead on by your own parents? Does it make you distrust everyone's words because they could just be lying? Or are you still struggling to accept that even when it felt like they loved you, it wasn't true?
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its a real shame we cant talk about gendered socialization as the violence that it is without some fuckass rocking up like "and thats why trans women arent women!"
like children gendered as girls are fed less and given less opportunities to play and make messes, and children gendered as boys are offered less help and given less emotional support, and this is hurting them! but no actually we need to stop trannies from using the womens washroom
The thing missing from the transphobic analysis is that children gendered as one but perceived to conform more to the other (or to "fail" at their gendered socialization) tend to get a sampler-pack of the worst of both, plus a bunch of outright abuse on top.
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When I was in 5th grade a girl told me that “black boys couldn’t be pretty” it took me a long time to see something worthwhile in the mirror
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every time I see some bigshot scientist revealed as a fraud my knee-jerk reaction is "hell yeah elisabeth bik got 'em good" AND IM RIGHT
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She is not directly paid for her work to vet papers, she has been hit with legal action & death threats by scientists who hate that she's exposing them and their financial fraud, and she keeps at it every single day, combing through thousands of papers to make science more fair. Please consider supporting her!
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Elisabeth Bik is a renowned microbiologist and science integrity advocate known for detecting image duplication in scientific publications.
love saying "question mark?" out loud when I'm talking about something i'm unsure of
my friends hate this video so much i don’t even have to repost it in discord anymore i’ll just be in a voice call and go “wouldn’t it be crazy if the joker could beatbox” and they all tell me to go kill myself
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