all you girls out there had that stage where you played online dress up games dont even lie
what do you mean had
what do you mean girls
this sums everything up
I don’t think I’ve ever had a stage like that, but last week Jason played a humanized pony dress up game and it was kind of cute
every time I use “they” to refer to a single gender-unknown person on Tumblr, another piece of my grammar-filled heart shatters, and the pieces scatter at the bottom of hell
“They” has been a singular pronoun for hundreds of years, you melodramatic dipshit.
well… actually… no… they is plural. people use they when they should use he, she, or it.
dense motherfucker, the pronoun “they” is an english equivalent for the third person indefinite singular and has been for literally centuries. it remains morphologically and syntactically plural therefore you don’t need to shit your little pantaloons at compromising your surely rock solid grammar rules.
i guarantee every fuckin time you’ve ever had to refer to a person of an unknown gender you’ve used “they” subconsciously. (“The post clerk gave me a message for you.” “Oh, what did they say?”) but you only have a problem with it when people specify it as a pronoun for themselves because you’re a shitlord i fuckin guess.
grammarized straight into hell
for anyone who doesn’t know:
i am transsexual. obviously, female-to-male. i have been on testosterone since 03/22/2012, and living as male full-time since i was 15.
now that that’s out of the way, i would like to reach out to everyone and anyone i can. due to improper binding for several years, i have developed costochondritis. it is a painful condition, and regardless of my dysphoria, top surgery is a necessity because of this.
i have found a local surgeon who will work with me at an all-inclusive price of $6790. this seems impossible as i’m dealing with traffic court fees and still looking for a job. i can’t do it without help. i need the surgery asap to prevent from further damaging my body, so i’m trying to raise money to pay for it.
i set up a gofundme.com page, but i also have an etsy where deseree and i sell what we make. i would prefer to sell things instead of get donations because at least then i can feel like i gave something back. i’ll post the links at the end of this novel lol.
if anyone could share this or help out, or knows someone who could, please pass this along. it would mean the world to me.
If some dude can raise a shit ton of money for fucking potato salad, we can get this guy a surgery he actually needs.
signal boosting the shit out of this because he really deserves the surgery
extreme signal boost
"tea is just leaf water!" "yeah well coffee is just bean water!" wow, it’s. it’s like everything is made of things. this door is just wood rectangle. this poster is just ink paper. this lemonade is just lemon water. wow, it’s like you can combine ingredients to make things that are more enjoyable than the initial parts of the equation. sure is a magical world we live in
its hard bein a herbivore
this is literally me