I’m pretty sure that when it comes to Hitler, harm reduction is a supervised consumption site for cyanide.
He is made of pure magic!
I suddenly understand why my pedalboard has a big muff and a bunch of reverbs.
I was at a motorcycle meetup tonight where some people were talking about someone with my deadname. The muscle memory of looking up when that name is said is getting much weaker!
It’s still weird to have my own name though. And I might change it again anyways.
It would be a diservice to my queer elders to not take advantage of this to plug the movie "Better Than Chocolate."
I have that setting on but still end up getting male drivers trying to get home from the airport most of the time. The one thing that really helps me is that I carry my work tools in a Pelican case so it looks like I have a stack of assault rifles with me.
I saw someone say that "gender" is just the name of a specific power structure and it has been impossible for me to read the term in any other way ever since.
Just as long as it’s not mainly a gun store. The crotchety old guys behind the counter are going to be having an absolute meltdown over this one today. Fuds everywhere will be cuddling their 1911s and crying.
Terminally online lesbians.
I was braced to be devastated, not for some actual good news!! More opinions, and more chances for the court to say I don’t deserve to live, to come, like always…
