The-fabrication-organization - Lacrecia Evans

with relation to that last post. like cmon this is ridiculous

"you don't have to perform around me" sweetheart i have to perform in front of myself

“Time and time again, history shows us that caveat-laden arguments about what is or isn’t a concentration camp only occur in countries with sound political systems. When people are splitting hairs over the specific methodology and intent behind mass detention and human rights abuses, that’s when you know you’re looking at a vibrant, civilized society. It’s as true today as it was a hundred years ago. Civilizations are healthier when citizens are raising trivial objections to the use of the term ‘concentration camp’ on the grounds that their neighbor’s rendition to an oversight-free mass prison still technically exists within a legal framework, at least on paper.” Boyd went on to state that blindly insisting that anyone who wound up in a concentration camp must have done something wrong to get there has historically always been a sign of a healthy conscience.

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Sometimes I think about what kind of wild beauty standards we would have come up with if human skin was transparent.

There’d be TikToks about the shape of people’s lungs and the girth of their ribs and shit like that.

ohhh I’m so sleepy you’ll have to rip me apart with your bare hands

Normalize toys during sex. Roll that hot wheels over them titties. Skurt.🏎

Fuck.

god cis people really dont even know about transgender euphoria. like they can only fathom transitioning as something you do to save your life. its so so bleak

oh god. estrogen finally letting me feel emotions is unfortunately having the side effect of now allowing me to process how much i wish i had the opportunity to live a normal girl childhood instead of a depressed egg childhood, and how many times as a kid i was clearly grasping blindly at whatever scraps of girlhood i could get away with

Growing up both neurodivergent, and a trans girl (though I didn't know that part at the time) while also being athletic was a very weird experience.

I could gain social capital through being good at sports. People would see this weirdo kid that they would otherwise call a freak, but I threw a ball really good. So they didn't.

The better my stats were, the more of myself I was allowed to be.

It's a weird experience having a quantifiable measure of your social capital.

It's even weirder when it's gone and you don't know where you stand anymore.