Writing Tips

"I am not going to go pee. I just peed like five minutes ago, I refuse to let my bladder win." "That's not how it works..." "I. Refuse."

Friend: "I don't feel like watching another Doctor Who." Friend: *sees it's a Weeping Angel episode* Friend:*sits the fuck back down*

"Not all Trump supporters are racist, but they're okay with racism." Naw. Like, I get it, but if someone thinks the safety of brown people would be nice, yet worth trading for the tax rate they want, then yes, that is still racist.

*Looks at my own butt in new jeans* "I would hit that."

Not being able to afford your drugs is a hell of a drug.

The Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Echo Chamber

I love my social networking echo-chamber. Half of the "real world" tries to feed me bullshit about what I do or don't deserve as a brown, bisexual, poor, biracial , chubby woman, while much of the other half acts like that shit's at least up for debate in order to appear "able to have a rational conversation." You're goddamn right I created a virtual room in which people support me. The evils of the echo-chamber only need to be worried about if you already have fair representation outside of your chamber.

Racist piece of human-shaped dog shit: “Our concentration camps weren’t like the Nazi concentration camps though.” Me: “Murica! Our concentration camps are the best concentration camps! USA!USA!USA!”

TERFs be like

One of my favorite things about a history of abuse is that the most confusing and even suspicious thing a person can do is act with tenderness toward me.

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