my ace/lesbian friend went to a pride festival today!!! im super happy for her!!!
the shitty part is that she left an hour in because she was scared of getting punched. for carrying an ace flag. at pride.
someone threatened her. at pride. because she was ace.
i dont wanna dabble in ~discourse~ but hey!!! maybe don’t make people scared of the community that should make them feel safe!!!! thats my hot take!!!!
rebelbaze delete challenge
If I catch anyone at pride making the event unsafe for anyone, they’re gonna catch these fucking hands. If I’ll throw down with protesters and terfs you bet I ain’t scared to defend people being harassed by gatekeepers.
imagine believing a lesbian should be assaulted at pride for not being visibly lesbian. imagine believing an asexual should be assaulted at pride for existing.
the stonewall inn flies the ace flag. stonewall itself supports aces.
ace people were around at the time of the riots as well
Reminder that if you’re a fucking exclusionist, you’re officially excluded from my blog and also fuck you.
“A lot of asexual make LGBT people feel unsafe at pride”
…What? Like, how? “You feel unsafe at pride? Actually, you’re the one making people unsafe! Ever think about that??” That’s literally the argument abusers use against their victims. Just saying.
My cat, banging the cabnet door over and over and over: bang bang bang
Me: you will not earn what you desire by banging the cabinet door.
My cat: This is a test of wills, is it not? We shall see if your ability to put up with my incessant banging outlasts my eternal lust for snackie treats. Years of conditioning have hardened me for this purpose. bang bang bang
Me: ksst!
My cat, throwing herself to the ground like she’s been shot: Oh! Oh I have been assailed in my own home! Have mercy, have pity! Surely in the cruel darkness of your heart there is some mote of goodness that might stay your hand! Do not strike me, I pray you!
Me: ok
My cat, after waiting about 3 minutes: bang bang bang
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from “i can has”. Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they’re talking about.
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is…evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.