mutant and proud
If you were ever a girl that people whispered about and laughed at as you walked by…. That feeling never goes away. You’re suspicious of everyone around you having a good time, thinking it’s at your expense.
Like I get the point being made, but this can happen to anyone, guys/girls variations thereof/d) none of the above/trans/etc….
So make your own post about it, I was talking about girls specifically and don’t appreciate being derailed.
I want to bring something up to my followers right quick before I log off for the night.
These are some messages that showed up in a dear friend of mine’s inbox. They are in reference to a post about cisphobia specifically.
When you talk about cisphobia, and heterophobia, and claim it doesn’t exist and that majority members aren’t burdened with problems, I want you to remember this post.
These are messages sent specifically for her, to try and trigger her. Now, this particular friend of mine has survived more abuse and hardship than I care to recount, but needless to say, is one of the strongest people I know.
And over one single post, that wasn’t even on her blog to begin with, triggered this nonsense.
Take a good hard look at these. All of them degrade her for being cisgendered. Two of them claim she couldn’t possibly know anything about “struggling.” One is a rather graphic death threat. All over an immutable trait she cannot possibly have helped.
If the situation were reversed and her inbox were filled with “tranny scum fucktard” do you think I would even be having to post this? No. It would have blown up, nobody would have thought twice about it.
But you claim that this is “venting.” That being oppressed somehow grants you the right to be a special breed of hateful. That your struggle grants you the right to tell a self-harm recoverer that she ought to slit her throat, that her struggle is irrelevant.
This is what your movement has become. Take a good, hard look at your brand of “equality.” You should be ashamed of yourselves.
be a pal and like people’s text posts. reblog their selfies. respond to their questions. even if you don’t know the answer and even if you’ve never really talked to them before. there’s nothing worse that feeling alone on a website where everyone promotes love and friendship.
it’s so weird that make-up is a thing
like women in this country are expected to paint their faces as soon as they get out of bed lest they offend people with their bare skin
meanwhile men walk around looking like ogres and nobody bats an eyelid
girl: *is cute *
me : OHh mygod oh my god do that again
The Black Power Mixtape 1967-1975 (2011), Göran Hugo Olsson
You heard it right folks, the FBI considered free breakfasts for poor children to be the most dangerous internal threat to the country. Literally the kind of thing Jesus would do was the most dangerous threat to the country.