fullweedcommunismnow:

strawberrymentats:

rich silicon valley fucks can make reality tv shows on netflix about smoking/cooking weed and nothing comes of it. Rich celebrities openly brag about smoking weed on every platform and nothing comes of it. Musical festivals are synonymous with smoking weed and using other drugs like hallucinogens but they’re never searched or raided by police. Meanwhile people below the poverty line selling weed so they can afford food/rent will get put in jail for a decade or more. I dunno how you can sincerely believe the “”war on drugs”” is anything other than a really poorly veiled propaganda campaign to hide what is just getting rid of poor people and/or using them for free prison slave labor lol

or white guys working white collar IT jobs in silicon valley openly admitting and braggingly writing thinkpieces about LSD microdosing and pretending they’ve reached some new intellectual heights bc of this

musashi:

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

a-fragile-sort-of-anarchy:

Someone told my ex-dad (not a sex thing; he just disowned me) that I’m trans and now he’s threatening to come to work and make a scene, and I know I should be upset, but like. What’s he gonna say exactly? And to whom? Because imagining a haggard and likely shitfaced Pennsylvania construction worker barging through the grocery store like, “HEY!!! THAT BROAD-HIPPED 5’3” EFFEMINATE KID WITH THE CONSPICUOUSLY BIZARRE NAME WHO SPEAKS IN A CARTOONISHLY AFFECTED CARICATURE OF MASCULINITY AIN’T GOT NO DICK!!! YOU GONNA BUY SCRATCH OFF TICKETS FROM SOME KINDA DICKLESS ABOMINATION??“ is wild. What’s it going to accomplish? Or is he gonna call my manager? “HELLO, I’D LIKE TO REPORT A FRAUD IN YOUR DELI DEPARTMENT. THERE IS NOT SAUSAGE AS ADVERTISED.” What the fuck.

Odds are he’s more embarrassed of having a trans ex-kid than I am of being outed at work, so what if I go to his job and tell everyone I’m trans first? What then, coward?

Dick or no dick, this post has some of the biggest dick energy I have ever seen.