A Proposition Has Been Submitted To Build A Satellite Which Can Detect Trans Women From Orbit And Fire

just watched i saw the tv glow

“lol why are you following the boobs and ass artist” why do you think I’m following the boobs and ass artist. do you think I go to the grocery store ironically too

sickens me to my stomach. how dare this guy get to live my dream.

Oh to lay in her lap and fall asleep, knowing that I'm safe with her

white t girl i love you. and also do not forget that you are not the modern martyr for the oppressed voice. that's still black girls. it's always been black girls. stories of black martyrdom simply don't make it into the news cycle until the unrest caused by its reporting can be packaged as a "riot" segment between traffic reports. i know you suffer, but whatever you're experiencing, i beg you, when interacting with your community and building nuanced understandings of each other and the system which binds us, to not forget that a black tgirl has felt it 100 times worse before positioning yourself as an authority on all systems of oppression for having suffered unjustly at all. because you have suffered unjustly, but suffering unjustly as a white person means something so much different.

if they ignore your safeword, they are abusing you. if they punish you for safewording, they are abusing you. if they tell you you can't have a safeword, they are abusing you. you have the right to withdraw consent whenever you want, and face no repercussions for it, no matter what anyone else tries to sell you.

I cant stop thinking about "to be a trans woman in the larger queer community is to surround yourself with potential ticking time bombs." I've fully lost count of how many time bombs I've essentially begged to see me as fully human. How many I can never know if I fully diffused or if I just prolonged the inevitable. I've lost track of how many have exploded in my face. I try and review the list in my mind and it's like be burned all over again

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