sanders sides + text posts part 35 🐶
Lack of acceptance isn't "protecting" anyone. Lack of acceptance isn't keeping anyone "safe" . Your children are growing up to be hateful and cruel to those who are unique. Your children are growing up to kill the differences because they're scared of what they don't understand. You're setting them up for failure. How many deaths will it take? How many innocents will be MURDERED before you understand? You will never understand the pure fear of having someone you love go to school in a homophobic place, knowing they could be another headline. You will never understand the fear of someone you love even considering beating these people to the punch. Next time you look on your tv and go to complain about "yet another queer character" think about this. Think about the kids who were murdered. Next time you want to remove books because of their "propaganda" think about the adults who were murdered. Next time you want to complain about kids using the bathroom of their actual gender think about all the innocent lives that were lost. They're not just names. They were people. They were loved. They were family. They were friends. And now they're gone.
When other people say they’re dizzy, they mean ‘phew! My equilibrium is a bit off! In a just a few moments I’ll be fine!’
When I say I’m dizzy, I mean something very different.
I mean that I can see black spots in my vision, and I can’t tell if this is going to be the time I pass out.
It means that the world is swimming underneath my feet, stretching and distorting like an obstacle course even when it’s just a straight, flat path.
It means there’s so much pressure in my head and not nearly enough.
It means that I can feel my heart speed up and beat harder, trying to adjust to the new gravity, just because I’ve shifted slightly.
It means I can feel the nausea rising in my stomach and the bile come up my throat.
It means that walking is a challenge. Getting a snack is a challenge, going to the bathroom is a challenge. Sitting up is a challenge.
So, when I say I’m dizzy, I’m trying to dumb it down so that you can understand a fraction of what I’m feeling. Not that I’m not feeling it. On good days, it’s a hindrance. On bad days it stops me doing anything. Stop telling me that ‘just being dizzy’ doesn’t make me ‘that disabled’. You barely know the half of it.
Fictive culture is having an alter do stuff that the character would never do- like Emperor Belos laughing and playing Mariokart, or William Afton screaming the lyrics to Jort Storm.
Source would never do it, but boy oh boy would the fictives
-Wiggly❇️
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Right, considering the current state of corporate politics on this site, and that it seems that only those affected seem to be actively speaking on the matter, it is up to I, the only fucking cishet on tumblr, to drag this out to a wider audience.
We need to show these higher ups how much we truly value them.
let's see where sex gets them then
"Humans need sex to stay alive" bestie i am going to run you over with a car
reblog this as a promise to not go back to ur starting weight <3
Turn your volume up and enjoy 60 seconds of badgers nomming on grass