one time i went up to my friend (also my coworker) and gave him hug from behind and just like held him there for a moment and our one regular client walked in and was like “huh….so are you guys like….winnie the pooh and piglet?” and i lost my fucking mind. what does that mean. i also said yes and that i was pooh.

me and this coworker are now dating and the same client client came into today and was like “sooo winnie the pooh and piglet?” again so we asked him what he meant and apparently those were the only two male fictional characters he could think of that hug

winnie the pooh heritage post

love the word lackluster. well it sucks because it’s not shiny

not naming names but some of you are genuinely really good people and i hope that you get everything your heart wants and needs

ALRIGHT FOLKS

"you can totally just choose another name, people do it all the time"

"yeah try out any pronouns! doesn't matter if you're cis, you can be called what you like!"

"oh damn, I love that hairstyle/haircut/outfit"

"yeah, why not play around with drag or costumes, it's fun. let me know if you need help finding good quality bras/breastforms/binders/packers"

"you can totally go on hormones if you want, like technically we're all already producing hormones in our bodies, so if you wanna try out different hormone ratios you could talk to an endocrinologist about it"

"even if you're cis you can get top surgery if it makes you feel good, there's no rules about who is 'allowed' to have larger or smaller chests."

"it's totally cool if you don't think you're cis but you're not ready to use the term trans. use whatever labels you want or none, it's chill"

"you don't need to pick apart all your memories to justify what you want your life to be, it's enough to just want what you want for your own life"

"thank you for trusting me with that, I'll support you no matter what"

"who do you want me to use that name/those pronouns around?"

"hell yeah, so proud of you for realizing that about yourself"

we sometimes joke about how cis people entering a trans friend group often "become" trans, but on a serious note, just having a social context where, when you do stuff for yourself that feels good, you are met with reaffirmed friendship & confidence boosts, that's inherently going to help you become more comfortable identifying as trans if you are trans. and another great thing is it also helps people realize they can be as gender nonconforming as they want & still be cis if that's what feels right too.

it's win/win to have friends who are cool about gender-- everyone is better off when we can make decisions about our own bodies without fear of social ostracism.

consistent acceptance (& encouragement) of radical gender nonconformity is always going to make our relationships with each other safer and more fulfilling.

to be affirmed by friends in any context is wonderful, but to be affirmed by friends in a context where you are feeling vulnerable & still learning about yourself and yet you still consistently feel genuinely understood and believed about yourself by those friends is profound.

I think kafka’s diaries are the strongest evidence that journaling is not necessarily good for your mental health

it's because he didn't use washi tape

tomfoolery at an all time high

we are so fucking back baby

Man, when I was like 16 I got so sick of being made fun of for being the fat kid that I took an axe down inna woods, chopped down a tree, and started doing log-lifts all the time. I got strong as fuck, but I didn’t lose no weight. I actually got bigger.

Same thing happened when I got into fighting. I got even stronger, and I got *fast*, man, and nimble, like a cat. Still chubby.

Body-building culture is a bunch of crap, my dude. Functional muscle is not necessarily toned or lean. You can be swole as hell and still be heavy. And that’s cool.

Embrace your inner barbarian. And when fatphobic little gym twinks try to body shame you, you should DESTROY THEM with your MIGHTY AXE

Can comfirm, i am Quite Fat ™ but i still hit my punching bag hard enough last week make it touch the ceiling and broke a finger in the process

You know, I train with (martial arts) a bunch of dudes, and a few bodybuilders have showed up over the years. 

And every damn one of those huge shredded motherfuckers has the endurance of a fucking newborn puppy. Fifteen minutes into warmups and they’re panting for air like like they’re about to die. I’ve sparred them and every one of them telegraphs their moves about two weeks in advance, and are slower than my dead grandpa because their huge useless muscles get in the damn way. 

Now. I also work with a couple of guys who are not weightlifters. They do, however, do very physical jobs and are Big Dudes. Picture this sort of build. 

No abs to speak of, a bit of a tummy, and those motherfuckers can pick up one of the weightlifters and throw them. 

And they’re fast. Like, unfair fast. 

Bodybuilding culture is bullshit. Embrace your status as a giant barbarian and if anyone gives you crap throw them off a mountain. 

i love and support all strong, fat people

As someone who also was in martial arts all of this is so real.

Strong, healthy bodies do not look like the dangerously dehydrated actors in marvel movies

It doesn’t get talked about much, but a lot of bodybuilders have body dysmorphia issues and eating disorders.

consider this: wheelchairs should be free

Consider this: if you need it to live it should be affordable

consider this: if you need it to live, it should be free

152. happy pride!

i ended up googling how many billionaires there are because of this whole fiasco and there are almost three tHOUSAND billionaires. that is what... trillions of dollars being horded. trillions of dollars that could feed people, house people, educate people. trillions of dollars that could be used to make sanctuaries, protect land and animals, make entire swaths of the world just places where the planet can breathe.

two thousand, seven hundred people. that's just... a particularly dense neighborhood. owning enough wealth to save the world and instead spend on killing it and sometimes killing themselves.

that's what people who go "aw, they're still human beings, aren't they?" don't get. to me, this sounds like fucking space invaders who landed on the planet and just stole the entire food supply. that's not a fellow human being, that is a roadblock to fucking survival. that's my enemy and, yes, i cheer when my enemy dies sometimes.