Hey y'all. This never works but, I’m putting my paypal link out here again because I need some help. I’m still trying desperately to get money for chest surgery and testosterone, and I can’t do it on my own. If you can donate even the smallest amount, that would be amazing. If you can’t, please share this post. Thank you.
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Hey y'all, I don’t talk about these types of issues a lot but this school district (@ISD279 on twitter) let their employees break into a bathroom stall while a transgender female was in there. They embarrassed her, violated her, and they should absolutely be terminated for this.
You can find the story and the video here, although I do warn that it can cause some pretty heavy emotions.
If you click on this link, you can find the phone number to the school. If you click this link, you will find the emails of the school’s administrators. You can also call this number = 763 391-7002 to contact Barbara Olson, the Community Relations Director of the school district.
I urge you to call these numbers and send as many emails as you can. Taking a stand against these things are the only way to stop them. Stand your ground, either as a fellow transgender person or an ally. We will not be erased, we will not be so violated and invalidated, as this girl who was just trying to use the bathroom was. Stay strong in times like these. Take a stand.
Even if you cannot call or email, please share this post so other who can will get the chance.
Gay™
Tis’ I
just bought this tapeworm from etsy!
where are you gonna keep it
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last time i did this my wish really came true. so im going to wish again
nothing to lose. :))
Let’s hope
Why not? :)
*crossing fingers*
pretty much^^^^
i got nothing to lose. (:
Last time i did this my wish came true.
Jesus Christ if my wish comes true I will piss
im fucking crying of joy at the /thought/ of my wish coming true…
it came true last time…so why not
<3
hoping and praying…
Why not.
lets see.
my wish came true……………..this is creepy
did you know red snapper can live for over 100 years…. whatre they DOING down there
its mothman! <3
ed wearing suspenders/braces is my kink
i saw this post earlier about therapists and it reminded me of my old therapist paul, who in my opinion is one of the greatest men alive and who did not put up with my bullshit for even one second
anyway i go in to see paul one week in the summer of 2016, and i’m doing my usual bullshit which consists of me talking shit about myself, and paul is staring at me, and then he cuts me off and says that he’s got a new tool for helping people recognize when they’re using negative language, and gets up and goes over to his desk
and i’m like alright hit me with that sweet sweet self-help article my man, because i’m a linguistic learner and whenever paul’s like here i have a tool for you to use it’s pretty much always an article or a book or something
paul opens a drawer, takes something out, and turns back around. i stare.
i say, paul.
is that a nerf gun.
yeah, says paul.
i say, are you gonna shoot me with a nerf gun in this professional setting.
he happily informs me that that’s really up to me, isn’t it. and sits back down. and gestures, like, go ahead, what were you saying?
and i squint suspiciously and start back up about how i’m having too much anxiety to leave the house to run errands, like it was a miracle to even get here, like i’ve forgone getting groceries for the past week and that’s so stupid, what a stupid issue, i’m an idiot, how could i–
a foam dart hits me in the leg.
i go, hey! because my therapist just shot me in the leg. paul blinks at me placidly and raises an eyebrow. i squint again.
i say, slowly, it’s– not a stupid issue, i’m not stupid, but it’s frustrating me and i don’t want it to be a problem i’m having.
no dart this time. okay. sweet.
so the rest of the hour passes with me intermittently getting nailed with tiny foam darts and then swearing and then fixing my language and, wouldn’t you know it, i start liking myself a little more by the end of the session, which is mildly infuriating because paul can tell and he’s very smug about it
anyway i leave his office and the lady having the next appointment walks in and i hear what’s all over the floor? and paul very seriously says cognitive behavioral therapy tools.
Y’ALL THE JOKER
