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"Kill them with kindness "WRONG! BIRD ATTACK 🕊️🕊️🦅🦅🦆🦆🦜🦜🐥🐥🐣🐣🐣🐥🐥🦢🦢🦢🦢🐓🐓🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦃🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🦉🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐧🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐤🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🐦🦤🦤🦤🦤🦤🦤🦤🦤🦤🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩🦩🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🐦‍⬛🦚🦚🦚🦚🦚🦚🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿🪿

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Cute things to say between breaths while making out

- I fucking hate you

- Jesus Christ man I hate you

- I can’t believe how much I hate you

- I hate you

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We need to stop painting masculinity as a horrible thing that will kill you if you're not careful.

Other transmasc do this too, not just terfs. I've seen passing trans men talk about how dangerous it is to be a man and how you are forced to perform otherwise you get hurt and while there are dangers to being queer, this is all anyone ever talks about when the discussion of transmasculinity comes up.

I'm so tired of this shit, trans men deserve better than being told that when they transition, other men are their enemy. That they can never be themselves for fear of being shunned or killed. Once again, promoting the idea that men are nothing more than violent animals that don't know better than to rape and kill anyone who isn't a man.

Do better. You're filling the community with fear, hopelessness and discouraging those in the closet from ever having the ability to find their people.

When I came out, years ago, the cis men in my vicinity were supportive and welcoming, they were curious and asked a lot of questions, but ultimately didn't mind at all.

Men, especially cis men, are just as capable of being loving, understanding and welcoming like any other human in this world, and it's repulsive that transmascs are being told they'll only be met with violence and hatred when there are men who are excited to gain new brothers.

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I guess the biggest problem with tentacle porn is that it seldom has a positive message

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you're the only one who understands me mr strobbery

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Damnnnn I kinda need to die of carbon monoxide poisoning and then get cryogenically preserved and then have the company that preserved me go bankrupt and quietly dispose of my thawed body in a local culvert where I get eatennnnnn by some armadillos yes armadillos as their native habitat is expanding ever northwards

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“and you make a living doing that?” well i’m about to make a killing. As in i’m going to kill you for saying this shit to me

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There are only two jobs left in the world and it's making sandwiches or killing people

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i let him hit cause. uh. well i’m gonna be honest it’s cause i fucked up my parry timing

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yes, things are bad right now. some even say it's irreparable. it's hard to imagine a world that is better with such crushing evil everywhere.

but I need you all to remember that we live in an age of miracles, too.

about three weeks ago, my dad almost died. he had a brain aneurysm rupture at 2 in the morning. if he had not been staying at his girlfriend's home, he very likely would have died. as it was, he ended up at the hospital very quickly. the neurology team diagnosed the problem and placed a drain tube in his head to moderate pressure while they formulated a strategy for the impending surgery. the day after, they placed scaffolding inside the broken blood vessel. they kept him on certain medications for several weeks to ensure he healed properly.

twenty years ago, my dad would have come out of this ordeal with at least minor —more likely moderate to severe— brain damage. he could have lost the ability to walk, or see, or speak, or remember anything for longer than ten minutes.

yesterday we shared some jokes about terrible hospital food and then he walked out of the hospital on his own two legs.

it's going to take more time for him to fully recover. he lost a lot of weight. he's still in some amount of pain. but he is here, whole, with a life expectancy of twenty to thirty more years.

yes, it is probable that a large part of his incredible recovery is due to sheer luck, and his natural physical resilience. but an even larger part is the fact that a team of highly trained, highly skilled people, armed with modern knowledge and technology, saved his life.

we live in an age of miracles, and I don't mean the divine type of miracle. every day, millions of human beings across our planet dedicate their waking hours to beating back the four horsemen their damn selves. and it is working. all of human history is defined by those who chose to look Old Grim himself straight in the eye and say: "I am smarter than you, I am faster than you, I am stronger than you, and I will not stop until you loosen your grip on all of us. Blink, motherfucker."

And by force of will, they make him fucking blink.

yes, things are bad. but don't you dare forget the good we can do.

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small talk enjoyers when the weather is in any way notable:

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haha thats so funny [face gets gravely serious] but were you not a staunch and trusted ally i would have you executed for such a joke

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