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I am really sorry if I seemed like I was complaining about me, which was not the purpose, really. What I was trying to say here is that Hate won't help anyone, in anything. And as I understand why and how much you must hate your oppressors, know that your oppressors are bigots and ignorant even before being cis.
Everybody has to deal with hate, one day or another. I took hits because I was myself, I protected any trans I saw being oppressed. Why? Because hate is a emotion that brings absolutely nothing good in the end. Determination, the rage to win, yes, but not hate. Know that your enemy is not determined by the fact he/she was born with the genetalia that fits his/her identity. Your enemy, the one you have to fight his Hate, and its disciples. that's why I'll end this comment just as the other one.
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too modern too live
russians are an exceptional case of minor in their mentality citizens of great in it’s size empire. given their attitude, it’s absolutely embarrassing to even call em people. in Ukrainian worldview, to be called person is to be conscious of your own actions, aware of basic principles of your own freedom, respect each and everyone’s personal boundaries (and country borders, if such is the case, tho :] ). this set of values it the bare minimum for self-respecting and self-worthy human being. russians will barely tick one of the boxes. and barely’s already exaggerated word for whatevs their outlook is
ukraine may be fighting the biggest modern empire in the world that wants to take its colony back to oppress and subjugate its people and culture as it has been for CENTURIES but that still not anti-imperialistic enough for some people
💖Luchino is good daddy !💖
Briefly about, how I love Luchino!
Look what a bunny!
This is not a bunny.
No, he is a bunny!
Yes, he is my Pokemon.
I love they so much! It's the best pairing!
Fan oc for identity v games.
Her name Misfortune.
+ i created two costumes.
I know, i have a mistake in word "sweet", sorry i forgot how write word "sweet".
And don't scold me, I'm a Russian and my English bad.
Believe in Me
I told them:
.
I had believed I was a messenger of
Heaven;
I still believed I see
Devils on my mirror;
I can believed that my
Beliefs hold me, and I speak beyond my blood
And colour—an organ, carrying my identity with it, pumping my life and no
More than it that.
.
I was made of flesh, born, and see the basin carrying water
To be baptist as newborn under the cross,
Under the view of my
Religion. I assumed, it was
Like many others I witnessed as young kin
Of church.
.
And older, a day, a month, a year, in another country later:
Icy-veins I felt from the fingers to my arms, to my toes, frozing in untangilabe scare, alone
In my dark, dark room.
I was 12, weeping and thought:
I wished my hesrt to resist, let it be stone
So I would not cry, to simmer my anger out
Why not!?
.
It rejects
I reject it:
And heart pounded, my tears
Crinkling from my eyes, hanging off my eyelids
Down, down, to the floor
To my
homely
floor.
My throat chokes
I cannot keep it still.
.
My mind reeled to a story of a memory
I hoped to think I truly do hold dear: My silly mistakes, my promises,
My lies,
My childhood: I was living
Off the floor, a computer and I was
Everywhere, nowhere, but grounded
In my little corner of the
Room.
.
Don’t let me forget you, child.
.
Forget to pray, to beg, to be arrogant,
Be nothing but the silence you permeates
Around you.
.
Don’t forget this lesson, child
You born under the cross,
Once aquianted with the church every Sunday
At mass
And now you see yourself not
A follower
But a lover of arts
And a hyprocite of your religion,
Learning alongside them
And you see it, oh yes,
So close and you are there;
So far and you are the only one here.
.
Be still my beating heart.
.
It asks, “What are you, if nothing
But a walking dead?”
.
I believed to be an animal, a person,
Speaking, recognizing, engaging,
Walking on two feet.
.
It asks again, “Are you true?”
.
Again, I told them:
.
I believed because the rest of me
Can cry,
Can twinkle my toes,
Can laugh,
Can hate,
And love.
I can move and heart,
My dear heart, the holder of my being: “You are alive.
And I am alive.”
.
I can think, therefore I am here. I am living as you,
and
you as me.
there is no permanent state of self. this idea has been around for thousands of years, it's one of the fundamental philosophies in Buddhism. but that doesn't mean there is no identity. on the contrary, it means who you are at this very point in space in time IS your identity, even if you've never been that person before and you never will again. Who you are in this moment in time is just as much a part of your identity as any other, even if it's only here for a short while. all that to say, it's not a phase mom
there's nothing quite like a girl's relationship with control, power, and autonomy
😭😭
HELP WHY IS “HOMOPHOBIA” ON THE LIST OF SEXUALITIES 😭
Why the hell am I only hearing about this at 23:02?!?!?
HAPPY ACE DAY BABES!!!!
Hey what if we reblogged out ace specifications to show the diversity of the ace spectrum?!
I’ll start and if ya want let’s keep it going!
I’m AroAce and I personally am sex-neutral. I wouldn’t have sex but I’m not repulsed by it and even enjoy reading smut on occasion. I don’t really like the concept of being in a relationship but am open to QPRs.
Love y’all!!
🖤🤍💜
today is the first international asexuality day! on this day, we celebrate those that are under the ace umbrella, including demisexual, gray-asexual, and all kinds of other ace identities.
asexuality is the lack of sexual attraction to others, or low or absent interest in or desire for sexual activity.
asexuality is valid. asexuality exists.
if you are an allosexual person, check in with your friends that are in the ace spectrum today! let them know you are with them every step of the way. and educate those who do not know what asexuality is.
and for us in the spectrum, let's use this day to celebrate our identity! we are in this together, let's not lose the community spirit. we have enough love for everyone.
sending love to my people, happy asexuality day!
character who accidentally gets cloned, but instead of the Evil Twin trope or arguing over who is “real” or trying to murder each other (why???) they just…get on with their lives. they acknowledge that they are two virtually identical people with the equal right to exist, and decide to share their social group & living space. eventually their parents & friends get used to the idea of having unusually identical twins around
im sorry to drop this long ass post but i think i meed a second opinion
okay so all my native folks i have a dilemma and an existential crisis and im genuinely uncertain if im like, unintentionally trying to appropriate a culture i dont actually belong to, or if im trying to actively join my community.
so i am largely white, and i am translucent, and my moms side of my family is an amalgamation of french, abenaki, and i think some german. however, for the few years of my life where i was fully under my parents jurisdiction with little outside contact, i was sort of raised outside of culture. culture-adjacent. barely anything you could call heritage except for antique family photos, the occasional mention of a great grandparent, and addiction problems. no traditions. little community. barely any family stories. and when i finally started forming a personality around 7 or so, and meeting humans and talking to them i realized oh shit, everyone has like.... a place. a group.
my french canadian friends visit family in canada every summer, my british and irish friends visit the uk and shit, my portuguese friends eat portueguese food and do their hair different. the people born and raised in my middle of buttfuck nowhere massachusetts town are all the worst and going nowhere. my black friends have a group of friends that know what their life is like
and i was looking for my place as this lost 7 year old. i didnt fit with the hillbilly, learned to rode on a tractor family. i definitely didnt fit with the rich uptight texas family. i didnt fit with the town i was in. and i was going through my genealogy, and talking to my family members, and i learned about my abenaki family members. theyre kinda distant but i do feel liek i fit with them. am i doing a bad? is this internalized racism? im sleep deprived and struggling and i dont wanna hurt anyone or hurt anyone elses culture or insert myself where i dont belong please someone help