The whole country, hell the world, would be a much better place if people stopped worrying about what others are doing, and focused on what makes them happy. Too many people can’t find happiness unless someone else is suffering worse, and that’s a horrible way to live.

It's taking an inordinate amount of coping skills to get through this, and I thought I was pretty good at that. I share this reality, in part, to show we are not alone. This situation is not normal.

How do we grieve when an ongoing abusive situation against the entire population remains unresolved?

Can you imagine how embarrassing it would be for them? They come in thinking they’re some hypermasculine badass, but they get caught on security cameras being curb stomped by a bunch of femboys in cat ear headbands, cropped pink t-shirts, and booty shorts?

I remember the club q shooting. Casualties were much lower because a bunch of people beat the shit out of that guy rather than get killed. We need the femboy Marines.

Not as pretty as you! 🩷