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i fucking miss this
If you’ve met one, you’ve met 12
December 28, 1973: Comet Kohoutek made its closest approach to Earth.
Sharing my bday with this comet’s approach
December 28th 1882: Lili Elbe born
On this day in 1882, Danish painter Lili Elbe was born in Vejle, Denmark. Born as Einar Wegener, Elbe was assigned the male gender at birth. Elbe was a talented artist, and studied at the Royal Danish Academy of Fine Arts in Copenhagen. While studying there, she met Gerda Gottlieb, and the two married in 1904. Both talented artists, Gottlieb often had her husband sit in for her fashion paintings dressed in women’s clothing. These experiences proved transformative, and Elbe began to envision living as the woman she always knew she was. The couple traveled throughout Europe, and, upon settling in Paris, Elbe began to live publicly as a woman. In the 1920s, she learned about the possibility of permanent sex reassignment surgery, which was being offered at a clinic in Berlin. In the early 1930s, Elbe began the operations, becoming one of the first recipients of sex reassignment surgery. Some reports from the operations, and Elbe’s diaries, indicate that she may have been intersex. Upon completion of the surgery, Elbe was able to legally change her name and gender. However, this legal recognition meant that her marriage to Gottlieb was ruled null and void, and the pair divorced amicably. Despite completing the transition, Elbe continued to suffer from depression and fear of rejection, and she stopped painting entirely. Elbe soon became engaged to an art dealer, and underwent a final surgery to transplant a uterus and construct a vagina, hoping she would be able to have children. However, in September 1931, Lili Elbe died from complications as a result of the surgery, just before her 50th birthday. Lili Elbe’s life is an inspirational story of an early transgender pioneer, and was widely circulated through the 1933 book Man Into Woman. Interest in Elbe has increased in recent years due to the publication of the novel The Danish Girl in 2000, which was made into a feature film by the same name in 2015.
People I share my birthday with
Me @ me
it’s a folklore now
Gay folklore is so valid.
A group of rough looking boys walked past me today and all I heard of their conversation was “he’s got that anxiety disorder bro so I went with him so he’d be more comfortable” and it made me realise the world isn’t all that bad
#this is team skull
The pet store I worked at had a pen with rabbits near the front door. On every side of the pen were huge signs saying “You can pet me, but don’t pick me up!” One day two absolutely huge guys came in and one immediately reaches into the pen to grab a rabbit. Before i could say anything his friend grabbed his arm and asked him “did you see the sign?” He said “yeah! it says that you can pick them up but don’t pet them!” Then he went quiet for a moment and softly said “I didn’t read it right did I?” And his friend just puts his arm on his shoulder and said “its ok, i know you’ve got that thing where words get mixed up. Let just pet these cute lil shits” And I still haven’t gotten over that interaction.
I was walking my dog through Boston bc he likes the likes car rides. He’s a little thing tbh we call him short and long. So this huge scary man with a full beard approaches me like “hey can my buddy and I pet your dog? He gets nervous around dogs but your’s is so small I think it’s a good place to start.” Ofc I was like “yes he’s very friendly!” So this guy brings his equally big friend over and they sit on the floor while this man looks terrified of my tiny dog so big man number one asks “can I pick him up?” And i say yes so he picks him up and puts him on man number two’s lap and man number two is abt to freak out and his friend straight up just goes “hey man, it’s okay just relax I’d never let anything hurt you. He’s a good boy.” I’ll never forget it ever bc I know that man looked at me (5'3 , glasses, probably wearing a sweater vest) and my dog (kinda goofy looking little thing) and was like ‘ah yes the two least intimidating living things I’ve seen in Boston all day he’ll feel relaxed around them’ and went out of his way to help his friend. It makes me so happy
My husband had this Dungeons and Dragons group ages ago, and one of the guys was TERRIFIED of cats. The moment he sees one he freezes up and can barely breathe. Said guy is almost seven feet tall and solid wall of muscle. Whenever he came over I’d put the cats in the bedroom and chill out with a book because my cats don’t like being shut away without one of us.
One of my cats was pawing at the door and meowing loudly, an indication she REALLY needs to use the litter box. I let her out and decide, hey, I’m hungry, and decide to the kitchen. I forgot to shut the bedroom door.
Next thing I hear is the group going completely silent. My husband very calmly asks me to come over and help him gather our two cats up. I go over to where the group is and my black cat, Cacoa, is rubbing up against the guy’s leg, purring, and doing her “let me on your lap” meow. The other cat, Jasper, is sitting at the window, chilling out. I go over and pick up Cacoa and tell the big dude she’s harmless, loves laps, and would be thrilled if he pet her. Very slowly he touches my cat’s face, and she leans right into his hand. He then pets her back and sighs because she’s really soft and purring like mad. After a few minutes he asks how to pick her up and if it’s okay if she sits on his lap.
He spent the next six hours spoiling my cat. The next week he showed up with cat treats and toys because he fell in love with the cats. He told me he was doing some research on house cats, and even talked to a vet about them. A couple months later he adopted two cats and was as thrilled and excited as a new parent.
Oh no a new one!!!
Blessed post.
I used to work at this stable for icelandic horses and every now and then this man would turn up by the field to just watch the horses. One time I walked by him as I was going to get the horses inside, and he went ”I always wanted to learn how to ride but I’m afraid of horses because they’re so huge. If I could ride ponies like this, maybe I’d dare but now I’m too big and heavy for them.” You should have seen his face when I told them that actually they’re not ponies, just small horses and they could totally carry him. His face just lit up. Next thing I’m helping him to get on back. Today he knows how to ride.
omg this is so pure <3
This is my favorite post.
me: im not gonna rush things ill get around to dating eventually its not at all indicative of my self worth also me: who here is attracted to me please raise your hand
So this has been stuck in my head ever since I heard it three days ago.
this is the polar opposite of Everybody Knows Shits Fucked
I love this man
GOD DANGIT SUSAN
As U.S. President, George H.W. Bush, among other things, cut AIDS research funding, banned HIV-Positive people from entering the country, encouraged “behavioral change” to the exclusion of comprehensive sexual education, and extended/expanded many of the murderous AIDS policies of Ronald Reagan, for whom Bush served as Vice President. By the end of 1993, over 194,000 HIV/AIDS related deaths had been reported in the United States. Approximately 133,000 of which were during Bush’s one term as President. Between 1987 and 1992, the median age at death among men in the United States that died from HIV/AIDS related causes was 38; among women the median age was 34. George H.W. Bush died November 30th 2018 at the age of 94. May he rot in Hell alongside Ronald Reagan! 🖕
It’s World AIDS Day. Fuck Bush.
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