Being a system is sometimes being called an inconsistent asshole who can't commit for his life. When in reality your 8 guys in one body DESPERATELY trying to function and everyone keeps forgetting what they said they'd do....
And the world will crucify me for being the man I wish to be.
They see a child lost in the war of the world
They see a monster destroying the body of a beautiful little girl.
I'm not 7 anymore.
And I've always known what I am
I'm a man, forced to grow up in a life others made me live.
And I will always be a man.
You can rip the skin from my body, and strip me of my bones
But I'll always know
You can suffocate me and cover my mouth as I scream out
But I'll always know.
And you'll always know, what I am.
You can fight me every step of the way, but I'm still a man
Your words mean nothing to me.
If they bury me in a grave with a headstone of the little girl they think I am.
I'll claw my way out of the wood and soil
I'm not a little girl
I was never a girl
I'm not 7 anymore
I'm not 12
I'm not 15
Im me
And I'll always be me.
And I'm a man.
I will cry until I can't anymore
And when they try to drown me in my own tears
I'll kick and scream
I refuse to go silently the way they want me to
I'm a man
And I will never be the little girl they wanted.
Stimming isn't enough. I need to violently vibrate out of existence
nihilism is not punk. doomerism is not punk. quitting is not punk.
the stark reality is that if they announced there was 24 hours before a giant comet hit the earth, i would find reason to fight and advocate and celebrate in the ensuing chaos up to the final seconds.
punk is walking into every situation and punching it in the mouth regardless of how big it is or the dominion it holds over your existence.
punk is hope and growth and love and fury and anger and passion and spit in the face of hostile forces.
punk is community and mutual aid and soup kitchens and block parties and festivals and little libraries and clothes drop boxes.
punk is dancing on the deck of a sinking ship because hey you motherfuckers i didn’t hear the music stop.
punk is having the hope for something better on behalf of those who can’t see it right now.
punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead. punk is not dead.
I feel so many people forget how genuinely isolating being trans is and going to college all at the same time. As a Transgender man (FTM) it's socially a cesspool. People singling me out, assholes finding out I'm trans and it spreading like wildfire. Despite the fact I've been medically transitioning for nearly a year now, come within 3 months. It doesn't make it any easier, let alone finding a job or housing. Dorms often won't get back to me or even answer my emails or calls after they find out I'm trans. Or the fact it's become ridiculous coming out at each new work place. Finding affordable housing and a job where I don't constantly feel the need to re-out myself because people can't stay civil is crushing. I'm in a near constant loop of me being trans impacting my every moment in life. Either from bullying, people spreading rumors; or even housing and jobs being unwilling to deal with my personal matters or working around my schedule as a full time college student.
rewatching captain america brave new world for the first time since theaters and every few scenes i just have to stop and be like “this. this is a good movie whether people want to admit it or not.”
Ong thats Bobby bro says nothing but is deeply loved
Shoutout to the one headmate who never fronts or says anything. You're still very loved ❤️
141 showers 🚿🫧
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