King o' The Cats
a cat in gloves catches no mice

People confuse me in so many ways.

I have seen so many people I follow/talk to express timidity and shame about their bodies and sexuality and stuff.

I understand not just announcing your anus itches or something IRL, or not wanting to admit kinks to family,

but, this is the Internet, you’re in a personal space or a private conversation, I don’t understand how people can be so scared and quiet. I don’t understand why people care so much. Like for a lot of these people it’s a huge deal that makes them feel shitty all the time?

That confuses me. I don’t get it. I can’t wrap my head around it.

I don’t know. Maybe I’m weird.

This is kind of ironic since I spent my entire life up until like five years ago sexually repressing myself. Life sure is funny.

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Me: Boy, I really need to do these things.
Me: [decides to start new things and add onto to-do list]

It’s hard to remember atheists can be oppressed when so many of them on the Internet are shitty white dudes.

I don’t like it when people who aren’t queer dudes/male-leaning nb people use the term “twink”.

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People don’t talk enough about supporting people with negative outlooks.

I’m not talking about you know assholes who do shit like say mean things to kids at their parties or something I’m talking about like

people who don’t respond well to positivity or who wallow or who talk a lot about their depression or self loathing or who don’t try to recover anymore and stuff.

Like people have literally attacked me several times because I don’t shit rainbows or like it when people shove that kind of crap in my face, or immediately break into song and dance if someone tells me I’m pretty or whatever. I’m not happy enough for them and this is bad, even though it has absolutely no effect on them whatsoever.

People get mad at me because I can’t reciprocate positive and deep feelings for them - I can’t feel like I have a friend in them. I understand really fucking well what it’s like to want someone to see you like you see them but it’s literally something I’m incapable of right now. But I’m not really blaming them if they choose to move on, though.

I’m just saying, people like me, I don’t feel like enough people acknowledge we exist and have a right to exist too.

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Coworker: I hate homophobes with a passion.

Me: !!!

Coworker: In fact, my daughter is a lesbian and so that just makes it worse.

Me: (thinking: yes yes yes)

Coworker: I mean, we always knew she was going to be different…

Me: (wait)

Coworker: She liked boys’ clothes and wanted her hair cut short, so we knew she was gay.


I realized today that possibly the reason straight boys get so upset about girlfriend’s being around other dudes may have to do with the old as hell trope about wives banging any man that comes to their abode (the mailman, the milkman, the pool boy, the repair man, etc).

Essentially their insecurities are all because of misogynistic jokes backfiring on them and that amuses me.

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I didn’t think about it but I thought about it today and if anyone’s gonna watch Blue Exorcist you should know there’s a character who pretends to be an androgynous/male student but then reveals herself as a grown woman, and it shows her unbinding her breasts and she used bandages.

A lot of people lately have been talking about how this isn’t a good thing to show (and it isn’t, binding with bandages is awful*) and it upsets some trans people so I thought I should mention it.

*(and in this instance particularly awful as she’s shown with large breasts but her binding made her flat so yeah that’s not something people need to be influenced by)

(I don’t know if this is the case in the manga tho.)

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*brony voice* ah yes this is a fien horse tity

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It’s awkward being …. “enlightened” (ugh)… in a town of rednecks.

I said I don’t like police the other day and everyone was just staring at me like I said I was going to burn down the store or something. My father, yesterday, said anybody who doesn’t like cops is obviously a psycho.

You find yourself trying to decide whether to explain the reality of police or whether it’s worth it to even try since it’s almost guaranteed nobody will believe you or agree or anything and you’ll find yourself alienated from then on.

And that’s basically every damn topic ever. It’s almost fucking unavoidable to be faced with racist, sexist, ableist, cisheterosexist, and so on, bullshit day after day. And you can’t do a thing about it because you’re just a small secretly mentally disabled, secretly queer, perceived-as-female kid who can’t possibly understand anything that isn’t Facebook.

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