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i was the owner of the cat from the michael tournament!
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ID: Orange and white tabby laying on his side on a sofa, he is scrunched up with a paw stretched out
The performative disgust that many ostensibly trans-friendly people have for tdicks is just a lefty version of conservatives' disgust for vulvas tacked onto the idea that testosterone downgrades and mutilates the bodies of those trans people who take it willingly.
"Tdicks are hideous and revolting and unhygienic and destructive to your sex life and nobody actually wants one and nobody's actually attracted to them and are you really really really sure you want to make yourself unfuckable and undesirable to me to alter your genitals so drastically--" You are the weakest link.
“It was my own fault, I should’ve known in my mind. I should’ve just put the orange juice down and just took her coat for her.”
(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)
sorry about not replying I think I’ve gone missing
“scientists don’t want you know” is a phrase that always cracks me up because if you actually meet a scientist they will be shaking and crying like an overstimulated chihuahua with the need to let you know
I got the game and now I get to feed my miis cigarettes too. >:)
not even funny how true this is for me
my best friend linen my brother in arms cotton my partner wool my beautiful sister silk
our sick deranged enemy polyester....
the demon lord, prince of lies, "Vegan Leather"...
SEIS fag sex? En esta economia?
Hyena from SurvivalCraft
you're just mad because you're hungry and tired and your legs hurt and you head hurts and you're too hot and you have depression
im just so happy i live in a time period where actual meaningful biological transition is possible. even if we lose rights or the ability to exist in public, nothing can turn back the clock on that, and just by having any sort of access to that our lives are made immensely better. millions of our sisters throughout history would never have dreamed of a day where they could have what HRT does for us.
please don't lose the plot of this. if you're a trans person on HRT you're a living miracle, the dream of hundreds of millions of your ancestors. your lives are all deeply meaningful no matter what anyone says.
A prayer by Kalonymus b. Kalonymus ben Meir that appears in his poem ספר אבן בוחן, יג Sefer Even Boḥan (§13), describing the author's wish t
Cursed be the one who announced to my father: “It’s a boy!"... ...How could he twist the course of the stars so much? How could he have erred so in his astrology? A lying tongue, a fool’s mouth it had given him For he foolishly transformed justice to poison He altered the law and transposed the lines
Oh, but had the artisan who made me created me instead – a worthy woman... ...I would say "how lucky am I"
Father in heaven who did miracles for our ancestors with fire and water... ...Who would then transform me from a man to woman? Were I only to have merited this being so graced by goodness...
What shall I say? why cry or be bitter? If my father in heaven has decreed upon me and has maimed me with an immutable deformity then I do not wish to remove it. the sorrow of the impossible is a human pain that nothing will cure and for which no comfort can be found. So, I will bear and suffer until I die and wither in the ground. Since I have learned from our tradition that we bless both, the good and the bitter I will bless in a voice hushed and weak: blessed are you [HaShem] who has not made me a woman.
I think I'm gonna go lay down for a little while.