Tumblr Is A Website Where The Least Punk Thing You Can Do Is Listen To Punk, Where The Queerest Game

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.

Hello skinny tgirl. Lately you've been complaining that your tits aren't growing. In front of you is a plate of food.

“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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im just fucking with you my liege

trying to do sexy pain-based powerplay dynamics with a girl who's quitting smoking so instead of burning me with the cherry while she fucks me she just has to throw her nicotine-free vape battery at my head as hard as possible

Come for the fact that I’m hot, stay for the correct opinions about transfeminism, transmisogyny, and transmisogynoir.

Or the other way around, you gon learn both regardless.

That feeling when your nephew calls you gay because you are wearing maroon.

they sacked my fucking fiefdom. it's so over. i'll never be able to afford the king's taxes. i don't have a single fucking asset to my name except *winks shyly* my special sex ability🫣