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But not barren the experience.

@barren-and-trivial-words / barren-and-trivial-words.tumblr.com

early thirties | he/him or they/them pronouns | Jewish | this is a personal blog and I'll post what I want. Which mostly means gender wank, fandom shit, and pretty pictures
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(guy experiencing the consequences of his actions) yeah i don’t know why these things keep happening to me i must be cursed or something

(guy who is cursed) yeah I'm sure all of these things that are happening to me are just the consequences of my actions

hey. to the fat person reading this who wants to transition or is transitioning. make your transition goals fat like you. please. the things you aim to gain from transition can be gained while fat. you can be/express your gender and be fat. there is nothing wrong with that, no matter what anyone says. i promise.

let yourself exist. let yourself be happy. you have just as much of a right as every other person in this world to do that, especially as you transition. it's okay. you're going to be alright, and you're also going to look fucking awesome. you already look fucking awesome. it's your body. own it.

So here’s the thing about long-term, sustainable weight loss: it’s not real. The statistics are extremely clear that virtually everyone who deliberately loses weight gains it back (and sometimes more) within a few years. And cycling between weights (as commonly happens when people try to lose weight) is really bad for your body. Pretty much the only way to lose weight and keep it off is to develop an eating disorder or weight loss surgery, which are also really bad for your body.

On the other hand, your boobs, once removed, will probably not grow back. Long-term sustainable boob loss is possible.

It’s not fun being fat. We live in a society that places a high value on thinness and equates being fat with laziness, poor health, and immorality. But there’s also no way out of it that doesn’t severely damage your body. I’d love to be thin again, but I also don’t want to sacrifice my health for the sake of looking healthy.

(As a footnote I want to add that there’s nothing wrong with being fat and that our desire to be thin is a cultural imposition that is not universal, but I’m also not convinced that the desire to transition isn’t at least in part the result of cultural impositions regarding ideas of sex and gender, so it’d be hypocritical of me to say that the desire to transition is innate/biological while the desire to lose weight isn’t.)

People need a coherent idea of what a chaser means cause if you view it as a wholly negative term and then apply it to people who are a tad too enthusiastic about being attracted to fat people then what you’re dealing with isn’t a person who calls out chasers, what you’re dealing with is a person who thinks attraction to fatness is abnormal and not to be expressed publicly.

*fandom guy voice* i just think that MY blorbo has all the feelings and feels the most stuff. because i care him. and all the other characters just don't have as many feelings and their feelings don't matter very much. like just objectively

Every June Will & Hannibal send a Pride postcard to Jack covered in blood but in a lame ‘facebook couple’ pose style and it’s always in a different country and by the time he gets there, there’s no trace of them. His fridge is covered in postcards from them and Jack tells his therapist he’s losing his mind because he’s happy to see Will finally smile even if he’s committing murders with a cannibal

remember, it's imperative to turn your aesthetic preferences into moral ones. you can't just dislike neutral colors, or glass-and-steel skyscrapers, or flat design, they have to be symbols of neoliberal capitalism in decay. it's incredibly important that you make sure everybody knows that the only reason anyone could like the things you don't like is that they're an empty shell of a person.

Sorry to break it to y'all but believing in anything, participating in anything, has the capacity to harm people. There's no perfect system of belief that exempts you from having to continually work to not be an asshole.

Like, it never stops. It's not like you're gonna read the right book of philosophy or religion or magic and be like "I've found it! The perfect idealogical framework! Now all of my actions for the rest of my life will finally be perfectly moral and impossible to criticize!"

It is the mid-1800s. You are Karl Marx. You have risen to prominence aming leftist circles, with your scathing attacks in contemporary Capitalism and Imperialism. You hear a knock on your front door. Your front door is shattered.

A very large black dragon, a veteran of the British Millitary, apologizes for the damage. His name is Temeraire, and he is a Member of Parliament.

He has read your work and wishes to discuss it with you.

“If your fantasy novel has potatoes but you don’t explain where they came from then you’re whitewashing colonialism and if it has a monarchy but doesn’t explicitly describe it as a bad thing then you’re a bootlicking monarchist and if your novel never addressed class inequality  then you’re advocating for exploitation and slavery -”

how the fuck are you people not tired of constantly policing other people’s media consumption and ascribing morality to them based on it yet