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People should have a reasonable expectation that when they have a procedure, exams should only be done to benefit them. Pelvic exams without consent violate the patient in ways that are unspeakable. These should not be viewed as a common practice but as a form of rape. These exams are forcing things into women’s vaginas without their consent, which is rape according to my standards. This needs to end. Please.

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“Laugh all you want and cry all you want and whistle at pretty men in the street and to hell with anybody who thinks you’re a damned fool!”

— Armistead Maupin, More Tales of the City (via books-n-quotes)

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if you arent someone the church wanted dead 300 years ago are you really living

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US History class.

“Wait, Mike Tyson was a philosopher?”

“I swear to God if you say the earth is flat, I’m kicking you out of class.”

“This is how you close a door. No. Come here. You need to practice closing a door the right way. Are you listening to me?”

“Absolute freedom of religion is anarchy. That would mean I could make a human sacrifice, and you couldn’t stop me. What does that mean? You stay away from people that make sacrifices.”

“I’m building a nuclear bomb to maximize my potential.”

“This is the most millennial class I’ve ever had, and none of us are even millennials.”

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Summer body wishlist: - six wings - a million eyes - constantly on fire - ability to scream forever

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Some of the best things from my English class:

“COCONUTS”

“I have a SLIVER in my PINKY.”

“Shut up. At least you have a pinky.”

(From a girl who lost her pinky)

“I BROUGHT STICKERS. WHO WANTS ONE??”

“Mrs. *******, you sound like a dog.”

“Did you just call me A DOG?”

(My pregnant teacher)

Also one time when the teacher had jury duty and forgot to have someone else come in, so there were a bunch of people locked out in the hall.

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Mama mama

Don’t you know

I was born with horns

That just don’t show

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National Theatre Live: Angels in America Part Two - Perestroika (2017)

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Way back when I was like 3 months old, my mom left for a business trip. My dad dressed me in khakis and a polo and combed my hair like his and everything. That was the beginning of me being gender fluid I think.

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achilles is so often called gay by the community and straight by society even though he fell in love with men and women. freddie mercury is known as the most famous gay man even though he self identified as bisexual. channing tatum is constantly called straight even though he’s dated men and women. evan rachel wood and angelina jolie and drew barrymore–all self identified bi women constantly called straight.

sappho wrote love poems for both men and women and yalls response to the idea that she might have been bi is “there was no concept of bi/gay back then!! let’s focus on the fact that she was sapphic!!” to the point where her name has become synonymous with gay and she’s called a lesbian icon and y'all only seem to have issues with “concepts” and labels when the concept/label is BI. why am i not surprised?

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You said you needed some sugar, and I asked, one teaspoon or two?

You said you didn’t want a relationship, and I asked, friends with benefits or fuck buddies?

You said you didn’t love me, and I asked, should I cry now or at your wedding?

-you were always the only one

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Shoutout: some of the most attractive men I’ve ever seen are trans.

Shoutout: some of the most attractive women I’ve ever seen are trans.

Shoutout: some of the most attractive people I’ve ever seen are non-gender conforming.

It’s okay to be you. You’re beautiful. Whether you’re rocking a dress or a tux. Sweats or booty shorts. Heels or tennis shoes. You do you baby. You’re gorgeous.

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Some days I forget the color of my skin.

I don’t remember the length of my hair.

My gender at birth doesn’t matter.

I don’t care about the clothes that I wear.

I want you to see me as a person.

Someone who needs a little love.

We may be different, but we are the same.

We both need a little help from above.

Sometimes I judge people too.

I try so hard not to hate.

I want you to try not to see my image before you see me.

At least try to wait,

Until after we’ve talked for a few.

You’ll see I’m just like you.

I’m stumling and trying to find me,

In the mess of him and her and he and she.

You don’t know what you want your career to be.

I don’t know what gender you should perceive me.

We’re so much the same, it’s kind of funny.

If you took the time, I could tell you how exactly.

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Me walking into heaven when society told me my gay ass was going to hell

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LGBTQ

Let’s Guillotine the Bourgeoisie Tonight, Qomrades!

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As I walk into this room,

You see me.

I may look thin and frail,

My shoulders may be slumped,

But I have a confident stride.

I may seem like an angel,

Perhaps a light fairie,

And I can be a beautiful nymph.

When you give me trouble,

Though, I will be the worst demon you’ve ever met.

I will shake these walls and rattle the windows.

I am sweet and kind,

But I am fierce.

I will play a mind game with you,

And I will win.

I will strip your happiness,

And you will be laid bare.

You will witness what true hatred is.

You will come to regret that day,

The first time you saw me,

Because that was when your life truly ended.