rococo looking motherfucker for an event :) (might not get to keep them as such are myo events, but so worth it) still trying to name em and honestly it’s gonna be something dumb or ’eastbound’
Stolen from reddit :
that's what a lot of trans man exclusion boils down to - punishment for not being sexually attractive to people who are attracted to primarily women, punishment for passing or not passing, people getting angry and disgusted at you for being on T or getting gender affirming surgeries because they think they are sexually entitled to a body that makes you dysphoric and think you're stealing something from them/society by transitioning...
so you're treated like you owe everyone forever to make up for daring to be yourself and 'taking a woman away from people who wanted one' by not being one , punishment for being trans and not being a cis woman while people try to gaslight you and say it isn't happening & that your life is easier for being a trans man and that you need to shut up and be stoic and never talk about your feelings or you aren't a real man....
But at the same time you apparently have to be a good example of non toxic masculinity for cis men because you aren't allowed to exist in your own right you only exist as an object for others you're a sex toy or a human shield or a lesson they can learn about themselves while they disregard the things they could also learn about you
here, flight rising tumblr, have a shittily-drawn nocturne :D
stop calling the arrested guy the shooter. stop laundering the cops' narrative. the man who was arrested is a suspect until proven otherwise.
everyone please laugh at my naming conventions (almost named Caliga Chalk Zone and have another OC named Texas City)
My specialty at work (eg, what I tend to get thrown into) is wrangling clever but extremely poorly behaved children. (The children are adolescent, but children nonetheless.) They tend to be boys. They tend to have ADHD. (It's possible that the focus on the clever rules out the ADHD girls, who have cleverly developed better masking skills by adolescence.)
The current bright and terrible-on-purpose disaster, A, is aware of the ADHD diagnosis but has apparently been told nothing about the disability. So a lot of our conversations go like this:
Me: Well, I'd ask you why you decided to start making richly detailed but extremely inappropriate jokes during class, but I'm pretty sure the answer is that someone started yelling at you for doing it before you realized that you were.
A, leaning backward, looking concerned: Are you following me?
Me: Yes, that's what I do with the spare time I don't have during the day, follow aggravating children around. We have so few of them here.
A, put out either because I've called him aggravating or because he's not special and aggravating: Sarcasm isn't very nice, Ms. T.
Me, sarcastically: I'm so sorry. Maybe you looked at the work first, thought boring, and then decided to be an enormous brat.
A: You can read minds?!
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Me: Clearly we need executive dysfunction strategies for you, because if we don't get in front of it you'll be an adult who sits on their sofa for forty minutes yelling at herself to do the dishes and never does them.
A, trying to politely muffle laughter: Are you doing all right, Ms. T?
Me: Out of dishes, but fine. What's working in your classes? Your Literature grade is good, why are you doing the reading?
A looks left. Right. Up. At his phone.
Me: ... You aren't doing the reading, are you? The other kids ask questions because they don't understand it, and you figure out what it has to be about from the answers and never read.
A: Are you in my Lit class??
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Me: Okay, look, ADHD brains are weird, and we tend to get them from our families, so these -
A, immediately: My dad.
Me, derailed from my drug interaction speech: Yeah, okay. When your dad has coffee, does he get calmer?
A, backing away: You're stalking my whole family now?!
Central Siberian Plateau
go to this random coordinates generator and say in the tags how you would fare if you were dropped where it generates without warning. i’ll go first i’d be dropped in the middle of the fucking south atlantic ocean and perish
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and onwards!
extra layer of awful gained after knowing what each of those products are.
Shopping in Finland with Google Translate be like...