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Blaster Faggot

@bonjour-you-fucking-ass

THEY WERE GIANT SCALEY LIZARDS AND YOUR CHILDHOOD WAS A LIE

You (a male) was made uncomfortable by women defining women as female? The misogyny is staggering.

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Oh, bless your transphobic heart. I'm not made uncomfortable by anyone defining anyone as anything. I'm saddened by anyone adding to the pain and grief and suffering of this world, and I feel that transphobic definitions of gender, forcing people born female to identify as female, forcing people born male to identify as male, forcing intersex people to identify as whatever their families or doctors decide to impose on them, just adds heartbreak to an already difficult world.

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imagine saddening Neil fucking Gaiman. if that transphobe had any magical qualities before they sure don't now, that's like killing the big deer from princess mononoke. get de-sanctified idiot.

in retrospect it is really funny how into the spiderverse was a good and popular movie and the mcu immediately SHIT themselves and threw multiverses into all of their shit as if that was what made the movie popular instead of like. being a good movie

ok. listen. it’s about your girlfriend. you know how we thought she was a crop-blighting witch and we were planning to stone her? so, here’s the thing. every stone we threw drew not blood but like, the black and fathomless rage of a race of titans that were once slain but could not die. and she like, rose from her hastily-shoveled roadside grave as their resubstantiated champion or something. yeah, we’re suffering the onslaught of her vengeance right now. yeah. I guess we inadvertently created that which we had so feared. yeahh. could you like, answer her texts and ask if she’ll stop sloughing our flesh with her baleful gaze every time she sees us. thx in advance

you’re simping. calves are stillborn in the fields, food rots on the plate, holy symbols for miles around are tarnished black, and you’re simping.

DAMN RIGHT WE ARE. YOU SOWED. YOU REAP.

ok. listen. it’s about your girlfriend. you know how we thought she was a crop-blighting witch and we were planning to stone her? so, here’s the thing. every stone we threw drew not blood but like, the black and fathomless rage of a race of titans that were once slain but could not die. and she like, rose from her hastily-shoveled roadside grave as their resubstantiated champion or something. yeah, we’re suffering the onslaught of her vengeance right now. yeah. I guess we inadvertently created that which we had so feared. yeahh. could you like, answer her texts and ask if she’ll stop sloughing our flesh with her baleful gaze every time she sees us. thx in advance

you’re simping. calves are stillborn in the fields, food rots on the plate, holy symbols for miles around are tarnished black, and you’re simping.

DAMN RIGHT WE ARE. YOU SOWED. YOU REAP.