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The clichĂŠ is that you're a woman trapped in a man's body, but it's not that simple. It's a feeling of detachment from your body and from yourself. And It's shitty, man. It's really fucking shitty.
âLaura Grace describing gender dysphoria
Tonight I love you in a way that you have not known in me: I am neither worn down by travels nor wrapped up in the desire for your presence. I am mastering my love for you and turning it inwards as a constituent element of myself. This happens much more often than I admit to you, but seldom when Iâm writing to you. Try to understand me: I love you while paying attention to external things. At Toulouse I simply loved you. Tonight I love you on a spring evening. I love you with the window open. You are mine, and things are mine, and my love alters the things around me and the things around me alter my love.
Jean-Paul Sartre, letter to Simone de Beauvoir, 1929 (via tweenage-boiz)
'you don't look gay'
will i look gay when iâm going down on ur girlÂ
Final for my Time Arts class. Nothing gets you in touch with your own anger quite like listening to this and thinking about all the times youâve been objectified and belittled.
THANK YOU
How is her name ghetto tho? Itâs literally a variation on her motherâs side of the familyâs surname Beyince. Not to mention the problematic fuckshit with shaming black people for having names that are different. Basically, bye.
Thereâs really no reason to explain why itâs not ghetto because thereâs no such thing as a ghetto name.
i thought whiteys liked french stuff
My name is Angelique, which is french, but Iâve been harassed about it being âghettoâ my whole life. Itâs not because itâs different, itâs because the name belongs to a Black body. White people can name their child wild, meaningless shit like Pilot Inspektor, Apple, Dweezil, and Moon Unit, but thatâs considered creative and quirkyâŚyet common Black names such as Lakeisha and Shaniqua, which have meanings such as âshe who livesâ and âgod is graciousâ, are considered ghetto [and therefore worthy of ridicule]. Iâm sick and goddamn tired of it.
I once told a joke about a straight person. They came after me in droves. Each one singing the same: Donât fight fire with fire. * What they mean is: Donât fight fire with anything. Do not fight fire with water. Do not fight fire with foam. Do not evacuate the people. Do not sound the alarms. Do not crawl coughing and choking and spluttering to safety. Do not barricade the door with damp towels. Do not wave a white flag out of the window. Do not take the plunge from several storeys up. Do not shed a tear for your lover trapped behind a wall of flame. Do not curse the combination of fuel, heat, and oxygen. Do not ask why the fire fighters are not coming. * When they say: Donât fight fire with fire. What they mean is: Stand and burn.
Stand and Burn by Claudia Boleyn. (via claudiaboleyn)
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the thing to realize here is that conservatives find the idea of paying workers a livable wage so absurd that they make hyperbolic comparisons like this
because fifteen dollars and hour and a hundred thousand dollars an hour both mean the same thing to them; more than you deserve
^That commentary is very important.
Dark Skulls by Manon Ghiurco
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