Bless you, MusicalHoe.
If nothing else, this gives me a list of shit to buy my girl lol
Icon by @ThatSpookyAgent. Call me Tir or Julian. 37. He/They. Queer. Twitter: @tirlaeyn. ao3: tirlaeyn. BlueSky: tirlaeyn. 18+ Only. Star Trek. The X-Files. Sandman. IwtV. OMFD. Definitionless in this Strict Atmosphere.
“January was a two-faced month, jangling like jester’s bells, crackling like snow crust, pure as any beginning, grim as an old man, mysteriously familiar yet unknown, like a word one can almost but not quite define.”
— Patricia Highsmith, The Price Of Salt. (via estclaire)
The filters handed out by planned parenthood and the government aren’t working for Flint’s water.
This enrages me so much it physically aches.
I was drawing a muscular back earlier and I couldn’t get it too look how i wanted; I felt i was doing something wrong so i decided to look for pictures to see if references would help. In google without thinking i typed, “muscular men bare back” and BOY HOWDY WAS THAT SOMETHING
I cannot believe people will insist that genitals = gender while still being so quick to assign genders to things including but not limited to robots, candy, umbrellas and geological features. Why are you more willing to call an M&M female than you are a trans woman?
As adults, we are just trying to return to the days of our early childhood. We want to eat when we are hungry, sleep when we are tired, play when we are bored, never have to worry about money, and be loved unconditionally.
I fucking hate that cis feminist post. The one talking about how they’d be making more money if they had a dick, like “sure wish I had a penis so i could make that remaining 25 cents on the dollar that guys do”. Listen, I’m a lady, I got a dick, and let me tell you it sure doesn’t help. Being a man? That helps. Being a man with a dick? Sure. Being a woman? Kinda sucks. Being a woman with a dick though, really fucking sucks. I sat here the other day just saying to myself like “If being trans were a choice, I must really fucking hate myself, because this shit is just unfair.” Like I truthfully believe that most cis people could not handle the strain of being trans. Discrimination in everything, depersonalisation, dehumanisation. And the worst part is we don’t even have safe spaces most the time. Most the ones we do have are fleeting because TERFs are laying in wait and poisoning our fellow women against us, encouraging our misgendering, social violence against us. Being a trans woman so often means wanting some peace and understanding but never even getting a break from the fight for your dignity because you’re always on guard.
Like, I’m not mad at you all for talking about the injustices of the patriarchy, of course not, I’m a woman, it fucks me over. But you gotta stop equating genitals to gender. Its 2016. Trans inclusive language is important and can only help your understanding of us and our ability to socialise.
If you’re not a dmab trans person, read this until you understand it. Then reblog it.
Dear Tumblr:
I cannot possibly be the only person who has/had this problem, so I appeal to you, great cloud brain of the internet. I had a tracked tag. Then staff took away tracked tags, and left me with a link in my search box (which, okay, fine, whatever) and a dash that occasionally, without warning, vomits old posts from that tag. It’s not a very popular tag, so it’s reeeeeeeeally obvious when this happens. It’s not like “oh, I’ve seen this post before,” it’s like “god damn it, that was a birthday post from November, it is now February, do you not understand that this is out of date by now and I’m tired of seeing it every couple of weeks?”
I don’t even want to see this anymore. The tag is (mostly) dead. I want to just let it go. But I can’t, because tracked tags are no more and this thing is just… hanging around in some kind of stupid Tumblr limbo.
So here’s my question: How the fuck do I get rid of this zombie tracked-tag?
