Oh My Days

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Your emotional intelligence supply is running low. Refill it asap

I find it so ironic when men make statements like ‘we fought the wars’, ‘we gave you rights’, ‘we invented the phone you’re using’ etc like.. so when it’s something you want to take credit for it’s fine to generalise men as a whole group but as soon as someone brings up rape, murder, assault etc and how men commit majority of those crimes it’s suddenly ‘not all men’ ? Right okay so now you’re individuals and can’t take credit for the entirety of your demographic?

Queer 👏 people 👏 are 👏 not 👏 all 👏 fucking 👏 activists 👏

Stop quizzing us on queer history and asking us questions we aren’t qualified to answer about the world and about politics and about our identities

Stop trying to back us into a corner so you can justify your discrimination on the basis that we don’t know what we’re talking about or can’t “defend” ourselves to you

Stop treating every queer person that stands up and says “I want to be treated like a person” as if they’re an activist

Cut that bullshit out

Marginalised people just want to exist and be happy

I don’t know everything, and that doesn’t make me undeserving of your respect or my human rights you fucker

I don’t even owe you the stuff I do know- I still am entitled to basic fucking respect

TLDR; Queer people shouldn’t have to be historians or scientists for you to not be a fucking dick

You and I both lead shitty exhausting lives with our shitty parents, half hearted friends, forgettable acquaintances and stranges we trust a little too easily.

We confide in each other often, try to help out the best we can because we can't leave this shitty life yet.not yet. We're students after all invisible shackles clamped tightly around our ankles.

It's been a long rough day again, you and i sit quietly in my room but today's been especially rough for you. You look like you might cry any second. I want to say something anything but words dissolve in my mouth even if i knew what to say I'm not sure it would be right to speak now.

After a long minute of just watching you I randomly ask

"sapn- seedi khelegi" ( will you play snake and ladder board game? )

You finally look at me with that wtf face

If I'm right just for fleeting second that question takes your sadness just for a second..

You nod reluctantly

"jaa le aa, aur kya hi baaki hai" (go get it what else is left anyway)

I scoff, climb up and pull it from crusty rusty shelf

The game looks like an artifact honestly

You ask "kitna saadiyo purana hai bhai" (how many centuries old is this thing)

"pata nhi par terese kaam hi hoga" (idk younger than you at least)

We sit cross legged on the floor and begin

At first you seem to be winning with a landslide dodging snakes with sudden divine luck (at this point I don't care how sad you are I just wanna win i start rolling the dice harder to get chance at some offense ufff) we laugh throughout seems like a time out from reality

I start slowly catching up my luck shines through when I get the long ass snake. Finally I reached square 95 just a few steps from victory. I roll a 6 again which would crown me a winner.

Instead i pause and hand you the dice

"chal be mere level aa ek sath jeetenge" (come to level lets win this together)

You freeze and your lips tremble and you start crying it's like a waterfall from both of your eyes

I regret immediately I had almost distracted you now (i can't go one minute without being corny huh fuck-) the storm I managed to pull you away from is back again. Fuck I don't know what to do I pat you shoulder staring helplessly, my eyes start to sting and become red before you know it ( don't cry don't cry don't cry no WEAKNESS-) i start to bawl too ( not a peep about this.)

Maybe that's okay crying is winning too sometimes after roone se dil ka mail nikal jaata hai .

After we calm down a little bit

"bahut senti hai tu yaaarr" i say while sniffing ( you're too sentimental dudee)

"kaun bol Raha dekho" ( look who's is talking)

Sometimes the weight of pain on my heart feels so fucking heavy and excruciating I wish had wanda's power who lost herself in grief so much she bent reality to create a hex reshaping everything around her but I don't want to take innocent people hostage and make them act in my favour ....it's hurts so fucking much