Damn I wish I could order these
Rare mention of a form of one of the instruments I play.
Why settle for gender euphoria when you could have gender euphonium???
I'm the disgusting hypocritical reality of the human condition. Claim to need nothing but always desire everything. All the knowledge in this world and all the love I can get.
I did. As a queer person, directly decended from an immigrant, I will not stand for Donald Trump or his horrible policies.
Now would be an excellent time to contact the White House and call for
1) Kamala Harris not to concede
2) an investigation into the voter registration surge/vote lull discrepancy, and election interference both foreign and domestic
3) a revote.
Do not go down easy.
Here's the bones of what I sent, feel free to use and build off it.
To the office of the Vice / President of the United States,
I am reaching out to express how imperative it is that there be a revote of the 2024 Presidential Election. Attempts at election interference by foreign powers and domestic oligarchs cannot be permitted to stand.
As evidenced by the January 6th coup attempt and his willful mishandling of sensitive documents, the American people categorically cannot trust that Donald Trump has not manipulated the election in his favor.
I hope that you will listen to myself and the other Americans your office is obliged to represent, and call not only for these discrepancies to be investigated, but for a revote to be held.
[Name]
I wish I knew how to organize the queer people in my area and become powerful so we can avoid dying because of the government but alas the queer people do not trust me or consider my ideas worthwhile for some reason.
Me, leaning against the wall with a flirty smirk on my face: "hey good looking, what's cooking?"
The steel factory:
Yeah, I mean, I can smell when I or another person is sick.
I think it was about a month into dating my betrothed that I first turned to them and said, “You smell hungry, want to get some lunch?”
“I what? I smell hungry?”
“Yeah, like, the empty smell. Aren’t you hungry?”
They were, but it was hard for them to accept smelling a state of being. After a few weeks of me pointing it out right before they realized it themself though they asked, “What does hunger smell like?”
“Bad.”
“That’s not helpful.”
“It’s like… an emptiness that goes past the mouth? Bad breath is more upfront but hunger is like you’re smelling stomach acid, it’s all the way from an empty belly.”
They started smelling my mouth in exaggerated silly fashion but eventually they did start to recognize it.
They’re now very smug when they get to use the skill back at me and inform me that I’m hungry.
EPICOO!!!!
You can only reblog this today.
Honestly it feels, from a purely extracting from social media and other resources way: like we are going into either a facist regime or a American revolution. It's honestly terrifying what that man did as soon as he got in office. But at least it's not as bad as my worst case scenario. But I think it'll get there eventually.
In other offline news: nothing feels like it has changed over where I am.