I see him as one of those pitiful things, sometimes born in hospitals. They feed it, keep it warm, but they don’t put it on the machines. They let it die. But he doesn’t die. He looks normal and nobody can tell what he is.
Save a Deer, Hunt a Pedophile
The struggle for Socialism and the struggle for Women and all Proletariat. go hand in hand
The liberation of women (all women, not just some women) is a necessary condition of a the advancement of the proletariat, and the highest benefit of the collective.
One of the most effective ways to empower the proletariat is through the open-sourcing of the means of production.
And universal access to education.
I don't speak for anyone but myself.
This blog is a safe space for all abuse survivors.
Not quite transgender as much as gender fluid/non-gender identifying
Just a fleshy meat sack full of bones and organs.
There is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
They say death takes you to a better place, but I doubt it