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I can’t figure out how to message you and I haven’t been following you long enough to send you fan mail :( HOWEVER I absolutely love your work, and I would love it if you could design a tattoo for me. I think my idea would work really well with your style of drawing. 

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sabrielwinchester:

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pureorangeness:

racheltheprincessa:

dathomo:

storyofanawesomeguy:

distraction:

aw there’s a girl proposing to a guy in the bathroom!

how sweet

I’m sure she is getting all choked up

It’s such big news it must be hard to swallow!

Such a big surprise , might not be able to wrap her head around it

sucks that this happens in a lousy public bathroom. let’s not blow it out of proportions.

That girl is sucking a penis.

woA H now let’s not jump to conclusions 

(Source: dutchster)

piefacemcgee:

thewhimsicaldipshit:

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bronyparctears:

cispeopleshoulddie420:

smexy-waves:

i have the best friends in the world!

holy shit your victim complex is incredible

*i have the most coddling, chickenshit liberal friends in the world!

hahaha because HOW DARE someone feel like shit for being told to die because of their gender identity right that is HILARIOUS what a terrific joke

Cis people have absolutely no right to complain about being bullied based on gender identity.

Alright. I just spent about a half hour writing a reply to this from my phone, and Tumblr’s shitty ass mobile app ate the post when I tried to send it, so I’m just going to try again from my computer, from scratch, because I am that angry about this idea.

Let me explain to you a goddamn thing.

I’m going to start and explain my exact level of privilege if it concerns you so much. I am a 22-year-old white, cis, pansexual woman raised Mormon, now ex-Mormon because its culture is full of shitty homophobia, misogyny, internalized racism, rape culture-enforcing, victim blaming, and all other kinds of toxic bullshit that would give me full-blown, hyperventilating, nauseating panic attacks every Sunday.

With that out of the way, I’m going to say this: Is cisbullying as severe or widespread as trans*phobia? Does it has as much of a history as cisphobia? No. No, it absolutely does not. Trans*phobia is a severe problem and cisphobia is a slap on the wrist compared to trans*phobia, which has a history of bloodshed and cruelty and discrimination. I am aware of this. I’m not an idiot.

But cisphobia is still an actual, real thing, and it’s a hypocritical, counterproductive movement that I frankly think is complete and utter bullshit. No one on God’s green earth has the fucking right to tell another human being to die based on their gender identity. I seriously cannot understand how anybody can possibly think this is okay, especially trans*, gender fluid, gender neutral, and other nonbinary individuals, who understand oppression the greatest and know how shitty it feels to be reduced to your identity and ridiculed for it. 

"Well, we’re oppressed, so it’s okay." No. No it is fucking not okay, you spoiled infants. You do not get a get out of jail free card just for being nonbinary. You are being a shitty person, attacking someone for the gender identity they have no control of, and then wonder why everyone’s so upset with you. “Waaah, all I did was tell another human being they shouldn’t be alive and that their opinions don’t matter!! Why are you getting so upset with me?” Do you not see how immature and problematic this attitude is?

Yes, being cis is the majority. I understand that. But it is absolutely hypocritical and downright idiotic to think that it’s even remotely okay to attack every cis person based on this judgment, and then turn around and claim that you want equality for everyone, bullying is wrong, no one should be oppressed, because you’re clearly so full of shit that you are the envy of septic tanks everywhere. Nonbinary people as a group are not precious perfect angels, just as cis people are not precious perfect angels. There are shitty, toxic people in every group, without exception. There are good people and bad people in every group, and your gender identity does not define that.

By coincidence, all of my very closest friends identify as trans*, gender neutral, gender fluid, and even intersex, respectively. I am the only cis person in my inner circle. I really honestly do not give half a shit about this fact, being the only cis person. Okay, whatever, it’s what I was born as. But don’t you fucking dare tell me that I’m automatically the shittiest person in the group for the sole fact that I am cis.

I love my friends more than I can explain and I will fight tooth and nail for their rights and their freedom, because I want them to use whatever fucking bathroom they want, I want them to have access to medical care to transition if they want, I want them to be able to live peacefully and happily and be comfortable with themselves and not deal with assholes who would try to hurt them just for who and what they are.

I use my cis privilege to educate other cis people about the struggles minorities go through. I am listened to, understood, and I’ve even broadened the horizons of many of my friends and family, just by coming out as bisexual (pansexual was a very recent self-acceptance, and I am educating about that too). Am I a special snowflake for this? Again, no. I absolutely am not a special snowflake. I’m being a goddamn decent human being and I don’t expect a fucking pat on the back for what I do and say in support of the trans* community.

But I absolutely will not tolerate other people making my cis friends feel like shit for who they are under the extremely flawed and immature reasoning of “well they’re cis, so they have no right”.

Bull. Fucking. Shit.

I’m pansexual. I have been aware of my same-sex attraction my entire life, and then more as I grew up and became educated and learned to recognize the full spectrum of my sexual attractions, and I’ve been very acutely aware that people believe that I’m automatically a whore, a cheater, ‘confused’, ‘just a lesbian who won’t admit it and still has a foot in the closet’. 

Don’t forget I was raised Mormon and had to endure 19 years of hearing people preach how people like me were going to hell, were ‘wrong’ or ‘broken’ somehow, influenced by the Devil, and having to smile and nod along with them out of terror of rejection and being kicked out of my home and ostracized by my entire Mormon family on both sides, or being forced to a conversion camp to be ‘fixed’ so I could be ‘normal’ and go to Heaven with everyone else. I think I have a fucking taste of what trans people go through, thank you very much. Not a full, exact, identical understanding, but a taste. That much fear and oppression for a taste.

The only cis people who have no right to complain about being bullied are the ones who actively are transphobic and bully nonbinary individuals, and even then, it should have nothing to do with their cissexuality, but with how they are behaving.

Don’t you fucking dare tell me I’m not allowed to complain when I’m being wronged. Just don’t you fucking even.

I’m fucking done. And if you’re going to go ahead and unfollow me, by all means go ahead because I want nothing to do with your toxic, backwards bullshit.

(Source: lamebee)

*Once upon a time,

There was a princess in a tower that sent a text message to her prince.
Lo and behold, he responded that he wanted to talk! So the princess sent him another text and began to wait.
And wait.
And wait some more.
And then she ate some leftover curry.
And watched some of The Following.
And cleaned out a small jar of Nutella.
And continued to wait an infinitely ridiculous amount of time until…
the wise and beautiful princess realized that he would never text her back again.
THE END.

(*Based on a true story.)

LIFE’S A BITCH.

After five hours of standardized testing this morning, I shuffled to my car in a comatose state of post-SAT brain sludge to be greeted by an entire colony of ants that decided to rehabilitate the use of my vehicle for insect habitation. After recovering from the initial shock of having my car repossessed by formicidae, I surrendered to the horrific task of driving my ant-mobile all the way home from Hoschton. Upon arrival to my destination, I vaulted my body outside to dust a veritable collection of these creepy crawlies from my limbs ONLY TO WALK FACE FIRST INTO A SPIDER WEB. And not just any spider web, oh no. It was a colossal accumulation of meticulously constructed arachnid architecture - leaving its thick, sticky, unending strands of spider goop all over my face and hair. 

It’s not even 2:30 yet. 

Life, whatever proverbial gauntlet you are trying to throw down, I refuse to pick it up.

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