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I'm so normal about Homesick's palette
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Story idea!
A book/movie with an extremely sarcastic, loser character who is just absolutely cursed, like the very definition of a jinx, for absolutely no reason, like they're a good person, they do good things just for the sake of doing good things, yet for some reason, they are just absolutely cursed with the worst luck in everything, and it's a romantic comedy between them and the most sunshine, perfect, happy-go-lucky character ever, who has the most amazing luck and is just the exact opposite if the MC in every way, shape and form, with a kiss in a rainstorm at the end (bonus points if they both rub off on eachother throughout the movie)
The crux of the anti trans movement is a war on bodily autonomy. They don't want you to have any agency over what you look like, how you dress, who you date, whether to have kids, etc.
They want total control over you. Not just trans people. Not just queer people. You. Everyone.
Trans people are just a scapegoat. They want total control over everyone's self expression. They want the right to mold you into their perfect little cog in their dehumanizing machine.
Happy Trans Day of Visibility. Our rights are your rights. Our destruction is your destruction.
when you grew up as a lonely uncool girl it will never stop haunting you by the way. you will meet a cool person at a bar or the train station or at a friend's party and you can wear your most stylish outfit and striking eye makeup and you will swear that they can see through all of the facade and see the lonely terribly insecure teenage girl you used to be who desperately wanted to connect and you will swear that they know that there is like an insurmountable gap between you. this will happen forever
A movie that starts out as one of those cheesy, badly written hallmark movie, like the exact usual type of movie, down to every detail, even the trailers are the exact same as the usual hallmark ones, but, for some reason, the movie is rated R and is edited in a strange way, until eventually(close to the end, specifically after the typical "city girl" main character has broken it off with her lawyer boyfriend/fiance that they always have for some reason, making it too late for her to escape) it's revealed(only revealed to the watcher, MC remains unaware) that the whole small, cozy, typical hallmark town is actually a extremely murderous and dangerous cult, and the movie ends with the usual engagement scene that most hallmark movies end, except a split second before the end credits, there's a scene of the main guy/love interest biting into an already dead MC before the words "a happy end" pop up on screen written in blood and then the credits roll with the typical hallmark music before slowly distorting and then just cutting to blood-curdiling screams of the MC.
I'm sorry but it's way too sketchy to have to "sign up" for a protest. There's no reason you should have to give anyone your full name, email, phone number, and/or address in order to march in the streets. People are getting arrested left and right because cops have access to information that connects people to the protests they were at. If an organization is having people "sign up to join the fight," all the cops need to do is access that list.
Just go. Don't leave a fucking paper trail.
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