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my fellow tboys I'll hold your hand when i say this but you can't afford to hate yourself in a world that hates you. sometimes just loving yourself is the greatest act of rebellion you can do.

Being a bi guy quite possibly the funniest sexuality like dammmnnnn I know who John Waters is and jerk it to twinks in panties but I got a coffee date with Hetero Jessica from work at 3 thats her name heteroooo jessica thats her name folks thats what we call her hertero jessica

no i don't want to use your ai assistant. no i don't want your ai search results. no i don't want your ai summary of reviews. no i don't want your ai feature in my social media search bar (???). no i don't want ai to do my work for me in adobe. no i don't want ai to write my paper. no i don't want ai to make my art. no i don't want ai to edit my pictures. no i don't want ai to learn my shopping habits. no i don't want ai to analyze my data. i don't want it i don't want it i don't want it i don't fucking want it i am going to go feral and eat my own teeth stop itttt

Fellow trans men I need you to know that shitting on other trans men is not going to make people who hate trans men like you.

Sure, they’re nice at first. After all, you’re One Of The Good Ones. You’re not like those other trans men and transmascs. You’re not some cringe achillean soft boy playing the ukelele and listening to Cavetown. You’re not gonna date a straight man and detransition for him in a few years because you’re actually trans and not some stupid girl trying to be trendy. You understand your issues don’t matter as much as everyone else’s and you spend your time uplifting everyone else and shutting down any of those insufferable pooner fakeboys claiming otherwise. You don’t even listen to them directly, you let everyone else tell you what they’re saying so they don’t contaminate you.

But one day you’re going to step out of line. You’re going to disagree with someone on something and you won’t be able to just sit back and shut up on it. Or you’ll do something you didn’t even realize would be an issue. But you’ve done it. You’ve said it. And now your status as One Of The Good Ones has evaporated into nothingness. You’re just another Aiden now. You probably sing shitty bedroom pop songs about wanting to be a bug. They’re imagining you in their heads as having a picrew icon with the toothpaste mlm flag. Hell, give it two years and you’ll be a terf and that’s assuming some cishet dude’s dick doesn’t turn you into a cishet girl.

Then you’ll have two options. One is to realize it never mattered how hard you tried to convince these people you were worth listening to or caring about by playing the part they wanted and being their token, they still ultimately never cared about you and you made a mistake throwing other transmascs and trans men under the bus. Your other option is to dig yourself deeper, deny deny deny, and then hope you can find acceptance in a new group where the same cycle of events will repeat.

Only one of those options will let you heal.

thank fucking god for bi4bi m/f couples. someone has to show the hets how its done. your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to make hets who are shitty partners feel insecure. godspeed.

having a cyclical mental illness really does feel like being the world's most dogshit necromancer reanimating the same corpse every few months

i will never be against piracy ever but i also need physical media to remain

insanely hot take but cisallohet society is actually insanely perveted. ur gonna tell me that you're gonna look at my genitals as soon as I'm born and then slot me into one of two boxes, which i have to follow to a t, so that everyone knows what junk i've got, i am not allowed to do or be anything else?? and if the 50% chance goes wrong i'll be slotted into a box where the only thing that matters is how fuckable i (and my genitals) am to the other box. ur gonna tell me that its totally normal and natural to have to flaunt my genitals and for the set that i've got to completely rule my life??

and *i* am the twisted perveted freak bc i don't wanna do that? get fucking real.

I can't keep having the same conversations about love languages, mbti, iq, bmi, "brain fully formed at 25" and shit over and over again...