If the creeps that message me on Grindr are anything to go by, you’d def be surprised. I’ve thought about it, ngl.
If the creeps that message me on Grindr are anything to go by, you’d def be surprised. I’ve thought about it, ngl.
This year? Doubt.
Free speech absolutists are so annoying. Your tolerance of the intolerant is so stupid. Yeah, protecting marginalized communities is fascism.
Go outside and check the political landscape. Now figure out how this change of policy relates to that atmosphere.
Now shut the fuck up about things you know not of. Protecting LGBTQ+ people is fascism? The fuck out of here with that.
I guess advertisers have no issues with Meta’s changes. Interesting. A few years ago, they’d be falling over themselves to signal that “hate has no place here”. But it is no longer profitable to be LGBTQ+ so let the hateful bell ring.
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I’m going to see my friend Saturday night, and I feel bad for doing it. That leaves my son by himself. I try to be with him as much as I can, so missing even one night I feel bad. We have been together for a week now on break, so it’s not like we have not seen each other lol.
My son and I played COD Mobile. Domination at Shipment before my dad arrived. We just got these two assault rifles gold, and we started the grind to diamond. It’s a fun game, without having to pay to win to enjoy.
Agreed. After I was raped the first time, my outlook on the world changed. This was a guy I met on Grindr, and I was not being safe at all. My big sis tried to warn me, but I just wanted to have fun like the cishet people do. I know SA is a big problem when it comes to casual sex and women. I never thought it would happen to me. That is what we all think.
The pigs never even contacted me after my rape-kit at the hospital.
Everyone, regardless of gender., should be careful out there. Remember that the pigs are not your friends; they exist as protectors of property and straight white people.
That is a great question!
I need to preface this by saying that my entire friend group is Viet.
In Viet culture, male and female roles are explicitly defined. That means that, generally, the girls hang with the girls, and the guys hang with the guys.
The weirdest part is kind of sad. I don’t fit in with the girls because I am not feminine enough, and the guys try to grab my tits as a joke. I don’t belong anywhere.
My best friend, Chi Man is the one that helps me stay grounded to this earth.
Otherwise, it’s the usual contract custodian doesn’t get a good look at me, so they warn me about going into the men’s room at work (where I was specifically told to go )
I’d need to get in better shape first. As it turns out my new workout shoes will be here tomorrow. Maybe the universe is telling me to turn myself out?