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the radical feminism on this site is so insidious and widespread that even trans people are falling into it left and right despite it directly and immediately hurting us all.
this is an example of why people say "you are not immune to propaganda". if you as a trans person fall into the radical feminism pipeline i am begging you to take a second to remember:
misogyny is not the be-all-end-all of oppression. men can be oppressed. women can be oppressors. men can be victims of gendered violence. women can be the perpetrators of gendered violence. the gender and sex binaries are not real, and nonbinary and intersex people deserve to have their voices heard, too. our community is a spectrum of all different identities and expriences that are stronger together than we are apart. all of our voices are important and all of our experiences deserve to be heard.
and most importantly: anyone telling you otherwise has a vested interest in dividing up the trans community for political gain. do not do their work for them.
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… <- love letting my dots speak for themselves #mydots #myellipses
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Love for men with ""feminine"" physical features. "Soft" men, "dainty" men, men with curves, men with hips, men with tits. You aren't a joke, you're a living piece of art.
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Dolly Sods Wilderness is a beloved destination for campers and day-hikers from throughout the Mid-Atlantic, which means on a nice weekend, it's hard to find a parking spot anywhere near a trailhead along the forest road. I lucked out yesterday due to storms in the vicinity, which kept the traffic down. I had Rorhbaugh Trail mostly to myself. This trail is notorious for transforming into a boot-sucking slog after heavy rains, but that view of Red Creek Canyon on the other end . . . breathtaking.
Mountain laurel (Kalmia latifolia) is just starting to bloom on the plateau and should be near peak by next weekend. Another wildflower bomb is fringed bleeding heart (Dicentra eximia), which clumps gorgeously in open spots along the trail - it blooms continuously from mid-spring to fall as long as there are no extended hot spells. The mountain wood-sorrel (Oxalis montana) is also starting to bloom. A couple miles up the road at Alder Run Bog, the early azalea (Rhododendron prinophyllum) is in knockout form and bunchberry (Cornus canadensis), a dwarf dogwood typically found growing much farther north, is just starting to bloom. Harder to find in the glowing red and yellow sphagnum of the bog itself is spoonleaf sundew (Drosera intermedia), one of two species found growing there.
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when female characters have names traditionally associated with men and male characters have names traditionally associated with women. that’s the coolest shit i think we should all do it as much as possible
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the human mind is prone to catastrophizing when left unoccupied. And that’s why it’s important to always have a little Blorbo to rotate in your head. It acts as a protective charm of sorts to redirect your imagination away from harmful spirals
thoughts without Blorbo: oh my god I was so cringe in seventh grade why did I do that
thoughts with Blorbo: I haven’t considered the interactions with bleebus; I must rectify this immediately
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desperately need to read or watch something that will alter my brain chemistry and turn me into a new person
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[Fictional character who is worse than me in every way] save me
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I took a video along a rural road I had been walking on so you can see and hear what it was like. Sometimes it reminds me of the Shire.
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fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this
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Don't Hesitate
by Mary Oliver
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy,
don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty
of lives and whole towns destroyed or about
to be. We are not wise, and not very often
kind. And much can never be redeemed.
Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this
is its way of fighting back, that sometimes
something happens better than all the riches
or power in the world. It could be anything,
but very likely you notice it in the instant
when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the
case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid
of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.
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