It's hilarious because during estrogen shortage a few pharmacies in my town had been found telling trans women they didn't have estrogen left just so they could give it to their cis customers
1. I am a genius
2. There is not a single thing I don’t excel at
3. Cigarettes will never hurt me
4. I know what you did
5. I don’t experience withdrawal
6. I want to go swimming
Mom just asked me if trans women taking estrogen are considered medically necessary. I was like what? Turns out there’s a shortage of estrogen right now and women on it for health reasons can’t get it and doctors are telling these women that it’s bc trans women are taking it all
If you are born into a family with financial security l actually think dedicating your life to actively trying to help people is probably the best you could do.
"i can't wait to watch laika's new film wildwood and support the human made art of stop motion animation"
"it's 2 hours and 19 minutes long"
"i already said i can't wait to watch laika's new film wildwood you don't have to sell it to me"
Lorenzo Salgado Araujo, 52, was fatally shot by ICE agents yesterday during a traffic stop in Houston, TX. He was a father, husband and business owner who had been in the country for 35 years.
While the full story is still unfolding, we demand a full, transparent, and independent investigation. Our communities deserve to be safe and free from gun violence.
being a high functioning stoner is WILD because people think I'm smoking to numb the fuck out, when really - I’m an unmedicated, overstimulated, traumatized ADHD brain that constantly fucking feels like its trying to hold a group meeting with 57 screaming raccoons.
Obsession goes even colder than this.
Rewatch the opening monologue after the ending. It stops sounding like love. "You're in every song I listen to." "I'd choose you over everything." We've heard those exact sentences in a hundred rom-coms, always scored with strings, always rewarded with a kiss in the rain. I think Bear is speaking the language we’ve been taught to recognize as love.
And then the film asks what happens if you actually mean those words. It turns that poetry into behavior. Someone who thinks about you constantly. Someone for whom you're in every song. Someone who would choose you over everything. Even her own self. That person is post-wish Nikki.
She's not a corruption of the romantic ideal. She’s the romantic ideal, performed faithfully. The horror isn't that the wish went wrong. It's that the wish went right. That's the horror.