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stratus-tropos  asked:

Can you please respond to and reblog the horrible troll and sjw stuff less? It absolutely pollutes this blog. The more you acknowledged them the more voice you're giving them to YOUR audience. Let the anti-sjw blogs handle the filth. I'm sure anyone who comes to your blog for support would benefit from now having to see all the blatant sexism from the femnazis.

Hello. During the week, we are busy and therefore we can’t really make posts of our own. So whatever we see on our dash that has to deal with well male positivity or male oppression, or controversy that deals with male positivity, we reblog it.

However, I do understand that this is a peaceful blog for the most part, and seeing the discourse we get into may be uncomfortable to some of our users.

We just sometimes feel obliged to respond to people who make such hateful comments towards men, especially given that we know our blog has a lot of support and our followers will share in our ideals against man hating.

However, if it really does make some of our followers uncomfortable then we will tone down, and reblog less discourse posts. However, that means that we will become be less active during the upcoming weeks, I hope you understand.

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.