the rabbit, deemed meek, powerless and frail by the wolves, dawns the faux skin of a wolf to hide herself from the world
with this skin, she hopes the wolves will see her as strong and powerful, just as the wolves are perceived as
she hopes the wolves respect her as if she was one of their own.
the wolf, deemed powerful, superior and strong by his fellow wolves, dawns the faux skin of a rabbit for easier preying,
with this skin, he hopes his meal, to satiate his gluttonous pleasures, will come easier if he mimics his food,
he hopes he's seen as meek and frail, just he perceives the rabbits around him to be.
the rabbit ventures on through the forest to the meeting spot of the wolves, tripping on the oversized pelt of the wolf hanging loosely off the sides of her body,
the pelt doesn't fit her, it never will, but she tries in vain to feel powerful in a society that tells her she can't be.
the wolf ventures on through the forest to the meeting spot of the rabbits, the pelt of the rabbit draped over his shoulders keeps falling off onto the dirt and the hide is too small to cover what he truly is; a wolf
the pelt doesn't fit him, it never will, but he continues on in order to satiate his hunger, his lust.
the two meet in a clearing, both coming to a halt as their eyes lock.
the rabbit knows what she's looking at
her stomach churns with a nauseating anxiety
her pulse skyrockets
even if she's never experienced it herself, she's heard stories from her fellow rabbits of wolves hunting them down to violate them
going as far as to eat their young and their dead as he knows they can't defend themselves like the adults can
how stupid of her, to think the wolves would treat her as equal after everything they've done to her kind.
the wolf knows what he's looking at,
his stomach churns and growls,
the rush of adrenaline hits him, and yet he seems calm as his paws step towards her,
slowly.
the wolf has seen his friends stalk, hunt, and kill, never doing anything to stop them.
the rabbits feel pain, agony, misery, he knows it, but yet he doesn't even try to stop his friends from violating the rabbit's life.
but then again,
why would he stop it when he enjoys it as well?
the rabbit, even after wearing the clothes of a wolf, learning the walk of a wolf, learning to growl and howl like a wolf,
won't save her from being eaten by the wolf, violated by the wolf, her land taken and tainted by the wolf,
she will never be respected as a wolf respects wolf, or as a rabbit trying to save herself respects wolf.
the wolf, even after wearing the clothes of a rabbit, learning the walk of a rabbit, learning how to squeak and teeth-grind like a rabbit,
won't stop the rabbits from fearing him, hating him and his kind for their violent acts against their kind,
but he couldn't care less.
Loneliness, when experienced by women, is treated like a joke. The stereotypical image of the crazy cat lady, the spinster, the old maid, has been mocked for centuries. A warning to other women not to be too selective, too cautious, too discerning, too demanding, or else you'll end up like her. A laughing stock.
But when men are "lonely" (ie. when women become more aware as a class and won't engage with manchildren), suddenly it's an epidemic- a crisis requiring analysis by sociologists and psychologists and hundreds and hundreds of articles dissecting why these poor men are so lonely, as though their loneliness reaches some special depth unknown to women.
i really like the definition of “adult human female” because it says “thats all it is. its not femininity, makeup, submissiveness, softness, anything. all it is is biology. the rest is up to the individual”
Hey ladies. You wanna know what trans "women" think of us? You really wanna know? It's disturbing, I warn you.
See that? See how they think of us as lesser? They aren't our "sisters" they are not our allies. They're just like every other porn sick, abusive, disgusting man out there. Do not fall for their whining that they "just want to pee" or "are trapped in the wrong body"
They're perfectly happy in their bodies, they love that they can hurt us by raping us. They love even more that they've created a category that makes them untouchable. Don't give them the benefit of the doubt, this is what they are.
Conservatives having a normal one
trans activists: cis gays are a disease
trans activists: i hate cis f*ggots
trans activists: cis lesbians deserve to be raped
republicans: i agree. let’s re-ban same-sex marriage
trans activists: OH MY GOD DO THE TERFS SEE WHAT THEY’VE DONE DO THEY SEE THE BLOOD ON THEIR HANDS THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT
the transrace vs transgender thing is sooo interesting to me. like they really just picked which one would be okay and which one wouldn’t be. it’s okay for a man to put on a dress and makeup and decide he’s a woman and we all need to shut up and support him and let him in to woman’s spaces but the white girl putting clips on her eyes at night and saying she’s korean is totallyyyyy different and bad. and the tras can’t even answer what the difference is they just dance around it
I yet again ask you gyns to try and use "tim" and "tif".
I see "trans man" and "trans woman" slipped into our collective vocabulary and was uncritically adopted. That's not good at all.
the "man-hating lesbians" are on your side. the "old hags" are on your side. the "bitter divorcee women" are on your side. the "bitter childless women" are on your side. the "evil heartless witches" are on your side. the "evil abortionist women" are on your side. the "terfs and swerfs" are on your side. men will always rather you think otherwise.
Tbh the only DEI that actually lets in under qualified candidates is universities keeping a “gender ratio” and letting in males who have shit grades and can’t study and spend all their class time sexually harassing their peers and teachers
Call me Lark! Detrans lesbian w/ a DSD (chimerism), and 21 years old. Gender-critical. Diagnosed OCD and Narcissistic Personality Disorder. Wildlife enjoyer and proud masc lesbian.
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