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drag queens often perform incredibly catty misogynistic stereotypes of womanhood and use a huge amount of misogynistic slurs and transmisogynistic slurs. it’s also incredibly common for drag circles to excuse or actively engage in racism, see Shirley Q Liquor, who wears actual blackface onstage (which RuPaul defended publicly and insisted wasn’t racist). and when RuPaul’s Drag Race was called out by the trans community for frequently using transmisogynistic slurs and then designing a game on the show where the goal was literally to “clock” trans women, the drag community rose to defend him, and he got away with a weak-ass fauxpology. additonally, drag is a performance, so the performers can shed womanhood (particularly the dangerous territory of DMAB womanhood) at will, and do not actually experience misogyny or transmisogyny in any real way. drag culture also often blurs the lines between drag and non-cis genders as a way of excusing transmisogyny, which perpetuates attitudes in queer communities that non-cis genders are performative and therefore to be judged on how “well” they are performed. this often makes cis queer spaces very uncomfortable for trans people; people will openly clock you and comment on your ability to “pass”. I have no problem with drag as a gender expression, or with DMAB people who express femininity, but I have a huge fucking problem with drag culture.



Boy texted “you cunt” bc i skipped class.. nice

Hello, it’s been a long time since I posted on here. I’ve been well, really well actually. I’ve been overwhelmed with university work, love of my friends and family and comfort within myself. Mind you, this comfort within myself is a bit of transitional occurrence. It’s taken time to reach here and I haven’t even set this level as a goal yet. Not complaining though, I feel so safe and clean of destructive negative thoughts. I feel cleansed, not having to feel discomfort and dismay constantly. I feel happy, light and liberal within my soul. I look at the light and smile, thank it for its presence when everything was dark. I look at my friends and assimilate into the comfort and happiness they’ve constantly shared through my sad days. I look at the people I’ve loved in the past and thank them for teaching me how to love and adore others. I see love in everything that surrounds me and hope to continue radiating positive love into the atmosphere around me. I just want to hug or grope something, my pillow will do for now. I’ll make a video for my youtube really soon. I’m really glad I’m here. Really glad. Love you all.