Jumping on the Tumblr Bandwagon

bemusedlybespectacled:

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killyourenemies:

bemusedlybespectacled:

OK, so I got asked to make this rebloggable, so here. :)

Okay so sexual attraction can be ignorant now? Wow. Okay. Right…

No, don’t you understand? Everyone but them is ignorant. Because we just don’t understand with our silly little brains.
This is one of the major fallacies of this sort of thinking— it sees ‘ignorance’, where others see ‘no thanks’.

If you base your sexual attraction on gender, and you are also not attracted to trans people, you are saying that trans people are not their gender. If you are attracted to cus women, but not trans women, you are saying trans women are not women. That is ignorant.

If you make trans people a third category when you talk about them (men, women, and trans people), then you are saying that trans people are not men or women. That is ignorant.

If you want to identify as bi or pan, whatever, identify how you want to identify, but don’t say you’re not being ignorant. Because you are.

I also would like to insert the hypothetical scenario: if you are bisexual and aren’t attracted to trans people, and you encounter a completely closeted, post-op trans woman (whose parts, incidentally, are indistinguishable from that of a cis woman), and are attracted to her, what does that make you?

I identify as pansexual mostly because I feel attracted to people who identify as neither men or women, as well as those who self-identify as a binary gender - not trans* people (as, if they identify one way or the other, they fall into the above), but people who identify as genderless, or androgynous, or anywhere between male and female. It makes more sense to me, I suppose. 

But people should define how they want to, and explain it as they see fit. I hate all the arguments I’ve had with friends who don’t understand why I identify this way, that have basically been “oh, so you’re bi then?” It’s not their place to pigeon-hole me.

destroy-ourselves-art:

ravesinthesky:

takesawayourfears:

The other night I was Skyping with one of my best friends. She lives in Holland and I live in America, so we don’t get to talk often. I trust her so much, and every time we talk I just feel so loved. She’s amazing.

I was talking to her about cutting, and started telling her about how I sometimes take pictures of my self-harm instead of writing about it, or in addition to writing about it. I don’t normally show people the pictures, but I sent her a few. She had been sharing her screen with me because I’d been watching her draw something, so I saw when she opened the files.

She opened this picture, kept it on the screen for a few seconds, closed it, and opened it again in Photoshop. I watched, confused, thinking it had been an accident.

I watched quietly while she erased every line of blood, every scar, every cut from my body. I started recording the screen without thinking- I needed to be able to watch it again. I knew I would need to feel that sense of… relief. That there was someone in my life who knew the extent of me and could still see through to something beautiful.

I wanted to share this with you because I think it’s important. If you feel anything close to how I felt when I saw this, I’m happy. Because you should know that it’s possible to be loved, underneath the pain and the scars and the blood. We are all beautiful.

You’re beautiful, and above all, you are not alone.

This is one of the most beautiful things I’ve ever seen on Tumblr. I’m crying so hard right now.

This is… Wow… I wish I had a friend who wld do this for me when I told them about my cutting problems

wishful thinking on my behalf, but i know, i’ll never have something like this, but still i’m glade someone was saved from their pain, just a little bit.

<3

(Source: somefuckergaveoutmyurl, via littledepressionproblem)