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Ice suggesting a white woman remove the Mexican flag sticker from her car. Can they all kill themselves already
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Sorry we really went from free the nipple, take back the night, slut walks, and ending gender/sex segregation in sports being fucking milquetoast feminism 101 concepts to fucking girl dinner and "I just worry about fairness if we let trans girls play against cis ones" and "it was right of that woman to call the cops on a black man for existing near here in public during the day time because men are all violent monsters" and "radical feminism isn't transphobic we just need to kill all men including trans ones those oppressive traitors" and I will legit never be able to be normal about it. What the FUCK happened. I'd say I wonder what the feminists of my youth would say about this but I'm one and lemme tell ya I want to throw up. Go fucking read bell hooks or do something else useful please because all of this learned helplessness, gender essentialism, and transphobia dressed up as feminism is actively holding us back.
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if you wiped every ICE agent off the face of the earth, a hundred million people would become safer overnight. if you wiped every furry off the face of the earth, the entire internet would collapse for good in a matter of hours. i know where my allegiances lie.
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The Extremity of Me
I live my life in the extremes
No flatlands for me; I’m in the mountains
My mind full of ideas it seems
No safety in the valley; Death is down there
Swinging from thought to thought
I yelled and I fought
For a higher platitude to jump from
For a new me to become
Someone who doesn’t swing from low to high
Someone who’s feet are steady and planted firm
Stability here we go. I’ll give it a try.
Staying in one place. I writhe and I squirm.
This isn’t the real me
It’s fake for all to see
But look how I can steady
The world isn’t even ready
I can perfect the outward appearance
But secretly my mind stays in the extremes
It looks like the old me had a disappearance
But secretly with highs and lows my mind teems
I can play the part but look out
It’s not in my heart. I play pout
I break through to the old me
I jump out and you all see
The extremity of me
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understanding taxonomy is so funny to me, cause now i see this and go
ah yes, two reptiles

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