it really is so uncomfortable being a trans man in cis centric conversations of feminism. I just wonder. do they know about people like me? do they care? if I brought it up to them, how would they react? Do they expect me to be their human shield?

when i die i hope i come back as a beautiful microscopic granule of sand

why small kittens are always either the most pathetic or the most evil creature you've ever seen

FINALLY

🧑🏿‍🔬🧪

A POST-TRUTH

CRIME DOCUMENTARY

U.S. conservatives always talk about creating jobs but get SO MAD whenever anyone mentions banning prison labor like imagine the insane ammout of jobs that would be created literally overnight if companies in your country had to actually employ people instead of using slave labor from people that got caught with weed 10 years ago.

we still get immediately shoved out of our immersion in tv shows or films when The Girl find a dead body and immediately shrieks - we just don't find it realistic because we're pretty confident most people would gasp rather than shriek (i.e. sharp inhale rather than sharp exhale) and it also feels unnecessarily (and predictably) misogynistic too, as men encountering corpses almost never do the same on screen

also of course please do tell us if you've actually encountered a corpse unexpectedly, because tumblr is absolutely a place where some people have done this thing and we love a good anecdote

suddenly imagining "burst into song" as a potential response

1. a couple months ago a publicist invited me to a concert and i accepted her invite and she said she’d add my name to the guest list. the night of the concert i was feeling a little tired and not entirely up for walking all the way to the venue and standing around listening to a band i’d never heard of. but then, as i was making dinner, i thought, “why don’t you pretend this is a date night with bill hader?” i realize this is an insane person thing to think. i do often go to concerts with friends; i am not in the habit of pretending bill hader is accompanying me to concerts. but that night i did put on the band’s album and pretend that bill hader was dancing around the kitchen with me while i cooked. and then i pretended that bill hader threw his arm around me on the walk to the venue and walked slower than usual because he’s taller and his paces are longer than mine. then i got to the venue. and i told the lady in the ticket booth that i was on the guest list. and i gave her my name. and she handed me two tickets, and she said, “here, for you and your plus one.” i was all alone in front of the box office. there was no one else around. at no point leading up to this had the publicist mentioned giving me a plus one. i laughed a little to myself at the idea of Imaginary Bill Hader being given his own ticket and then i went inside.

2. on the way home from acting class tonight, a long walk in the cold, i came upon a diner lit in warm golden hues, and i hadn’t eaten all day, and it looked irresistible, so i went inside. “for one,” i said, and the hostess said, “do you want to eat at the bar?” and i said, “no thanks, could i sit at a table?” and i was ushered to a table for two. it was a pretty busy night and i was kind of self-conscious about being the only person eating alone so i was like, “well okay i’ll just imagine i’m on a date with bill hader again haha.” and so i sat there and enjoyed some very good sweet potato ravioli with chestnut-cream sauce, and what was perhaps the best cheesecake i’d ever eaten in my life, all the while imagining bill hader seated in the empty chair across from me. and then at the end of the meal, my waitress came and cleared away my dessert plate, and she looked at me, and then she looked at the empty chair, and then she looked back at me, and then she said, “are you paying separate or together?” again, the other seat was empty. i had been sitting at this table fully by myself for the entire duration of the meal. the waitress had come by the table perhaps five or six times over the course of the hour, seeing me completely alone. and i said, “sorry?” and she said, “separate or together?” and i said, “…together?” and she said, “cool, do you need the machine?” and i said, “yes” and she brought the machine over and i paid, because my dinner companion, despite apparently being visible to my waitress, was imaginary bill hader. 

Eminem’s life story is actually mine

He took my wallet and lived on my dime

the film 8 Mile was based off me, for real

Eminem lied and i just couldn’t deal

So I moved to the burbs, under a house

Live in a crawl space, rap with a mouse :(

Favorite thing about renaissance faires is that they have fuck all to to with the renaissance. This thang is not about historical anything this is about dressing up like a fairy and watching a joust

man with big titties knocking over his 5 in 1 shower gel loud as fuck

Advice for those who want to transition. If you have a planned parenthood in your area PLEASE ASK THEM FIRST FOR AN APPOINTMENT IF YOU CAN'T WAIT ANY LONGER.

They literally had me covered and made sure that your percription reason is labled "for gender dysphoria" so it gets covered by your insurance. ALWAYS ASK FOR THIS OR THEY WONT COVER IT.

I got my T perscription on the /first/ appointment and they are completely open to questions unlike other clinics that tell you to make an appointment with your doctor to ask this questions! The staff that answer the phone are trained and can answer so much!

I am currently on T gel at 1 percent. 30 day supply and it was covered. They offer pills, t shots, gel, patches! Whatever you are comfortable with! I suggested the gel and right away it was sent to the pharmacy! PLEASE go to them they don't just handle abortions and womens health. They care. They really do. So many people shit on these PP clinics but they literally helped me within two days.

They may offer aid to trans youths as well. Remember every state is different. Every trans person is different and it may take less then two weeks to get your medicine but they get things done quickly and want to help. Mine did at least.

They take your blood preasure and a blood sample from your finger and may ask for a lab test but I swear to you its worth it.

“Korn” “limp biscuit” “smashing pumpkins” … is this a metal festival or are we about to sit down for thanksgiving dinner

Another kind of diversity we need in writing is protagonists without love interests. Give me adults with full-fledged stories that don't include falling in love.