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“The idea of two sexes is simplistic. Biologists now think there is a wider spectrum than that.”
“it’s just a parking lot”
exactly. there’s nothing there. not a statue. not a plaque. nothing.
I’m kinkshaming all of Germany
When you go to a haunted house, it may seem like you’re being funny by trying to scare the actors or jump out at them when you go through a second time, but guess what? ITS NOT FUNNY.
You pay us to scare you. It is your choice to go, so don’t fucking go through if you’re going to ignore the rules and get too close to the actors as a ‘joke’.
These bruises happened because over the course of 4 hours, several people ignored the instructions that CLEARLY stated that they were to wait in the front room until told otherwise. Rather than listen, they ran into the next room and slammed into me- effectively throwing me into the wall. This didn’t only happen once. It happened ten times at LEAST.
Then we had this asshole who thought that once I ‘died’ for the haunt, he could pretend to kick me to see if I’d moved. I, being used to people abusing me- jumped back and slammed my head into the concrete wall.
YOU ARE NOT FUNNY BY BEING RUDE AT A HAUNTED HOUSE. WE ARE PAID ACTORS THAT YOU CHOOSE TO COME AND SEE PERFORM. YOU PAY US TO SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF YOU, SO DONT HIT US WHEN WE DO
I feel that this is relevant considering it is October and more Haunted Houses are opening up. I know it seems funny to scare the ‘monsters’ but all you do is hurt real people. So stop.
i don’t think people get what these fires mean for California.
the fight against climate change is not “for the future” or “coming up”
no. it is now. for california, for me, for the 37 fucking million of us who live here, it is now. it is now. it is fucking now. there is smoke blanketing my entire city. the other day there was ASH FALLING FROM THE SKY. there are people who are living with red, terrifying smoke, right outside their front doors. i can’t open a window because it all smells like a fucking fire. the sky is entirely grey, because it’s all fucking smoke. my entire fucking STATE is affected by this shit. my STATE.
by the way, california? our population is 71% of England’s. an entire country.
and yes, there are issues other than climate change that have caused this shit, of course. but I’ve grown up through two droughts. I’ve watched the fountains in my town get shut down, I’ve watched them grow dusty and old. I’ve fixed my sprinklers to account for the new water restrictions. I’ve grown up knowing each winter was colder, each summer hotter. I’ve grown up seeing this shit.
every year, we come to fire season, and i hope and watch and desperately wish that it’ll be okay. that thousands of people won’t lose their homes this year. that i won’t have to walk home with a red sun blazing over me and smoke so thick i can’t stop coughing. that I’ll be able to step outside and not smell it. that people won’t lose their towns, their belongings, their livelihoods. every damn year.
my entire state is kindling. my friends outside of cali reach out to me about the fires, telling me they hope I’ll be safe. but i can’t go outside without inhaling lungfuls of smoke. i can’t do anything but watch as hundreds of thousands of acres burn.
2.5 million acres have burned this year. million. 2.5 fucking million acres. 20x what burned last year.
my state is on fire. my city is covered in smoke. a one year old boy DIED because of these fires, and who knows how many will join him by the time this is over.
so yes, please, donate. but i am tired as shit of people pretending that wildfires in california should be normal, that this is okay, that this is just “something that happens” no. no. vote for politicians who support renewable energy. vote for politicians who care about climate change. because, in the grand scheme of things, what we need is restrictions and laws and regulations. one person installing solar panels isn’t going to do shit.
those bottom photos are san francisco. my state is burning.
you can donate to help here. but this isn’t something that’ll go away. it’s going to get worse and worse, unless we fucking do something.
And before you get mad, I do have a chronic illness, some mental diagnoses I’m being treated for, and I’m also LGBT+.
I need you to imagine I’m sitting down with you and not attacking our own community when I say this. For our own mental health, we gotta stop getting mad at every little slip up, or mistake that someone who doesn’t understand our struggles make.
We can’t assume everyone is going to understand us, or know what we need for accommodations right off the bat.
Now I’m not saying you can’t get frustrated or vent to friends about how annoying it is. But we can’t be making a community based off immidiate hatred for people asking questions and genuinely trying to understand our struggles.
If they genuinely are making fun of us for no reason, or don’t want to change their ways to understand,
We have a right to be pissed off and lash out.
But if someone is genuinely and respectfully taking the time to listen to us, and then they ask a silly or offensive question on accident,
We need to let them know in a just as respectful way. We don’t want them to be scared of us right off the bat. If we make that our brand, then they’ll never want to hear us out. They’re people just like us, and they do have a chance to understand and change. We just need to give them that chance.
Give them time to apologize and change into a less threatening person to minorities. Because if we want a community that understands us, we need to help them understand us. We can’t expect every person in the world to do research into every disability, mental illness, or identity. Sometimes we need to be their source.
Only if they’re being respectful about it though - jot that down. If they’re taking away our accommodations for their own needs, or mocking us, then that’s when we need to draw the line.
P.E.A.R,aka “pro-expression, anti-repression" was a term coined by well known pedophile 4-lung stay safe y’all,and block these sick freaks
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hi. im aiden, im a mentally+physically disabled native trans person and i live on social security since im disabled and cannot work.
the TL;DR is that i had to spend an unholy amount on just getting my truck back from the towing company over a flat tire coz my landlord doesnt give two shits abt my disability and putting me in danger (and also shamed me to my face for being disabled) so now im flat broke for the entire month of april (also my birthday is in april! how fun! /s) and i need some money to afford groceries and general necessities of the month please.
you can also find my paypal and venmo on the page. pls ignore my deadname if u see it.
i already had to keep food and drinks to an absolute minimum for a few days to save up to get my truck out, id like to be able to afford actual food and drinks now coz im malnourished which makes my disabilities - mental and physical - worse.
thank you, whether you reblog, donate, or both. anything at all helps💚
i’ll delete this post when i’m no longer in the danger financial zone so pls click the original post to make sure it is still up before donating!
longer explanation of the situation under the cut, don’t wanna clog dashboards
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