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matchawithsoy · 2 years
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I’d rather be here🤍
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matchawithsoy · 2 years
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matchawithsoy · 2 years
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matchawithsoy · 2 years
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"Trans-exclusionary and anti-sex-work feminists represent peak political whiteness. They magnify mainstream feminist narcissism, not only centering themselves but also acting as gatekeepers who withhold the designation 'woman' from others. This especially applies to trans women, defined as 'biological men' while trans-exclusionary feminists proclaim themselves as 'adult human females' (which leads to policing other categories such as 'lesbian', reserved for 'adult human females' attracted to each other). And the juxtaposition of sex workers' rights and 'women's safety' implicitly withholds womanhood from sex workers as well. This is a reassertion of the normative economically productive body and reproductive sex. In this bourgeois mentality, neither 'unnatural' or the 'unrespectable' woman can ever be a real woman. Instead, these woman become the enemy...The reactionary feminist will to power is then realized in necropolitics that harms these more marginalized women, under the guise of fighting powerful, conspiratorial lobbied and asserting rightful ownership of womanhood and feminism."
-Alison Phipps in Me Not You, The Trouble with Mainstream Feminism
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matchawithsoy · 2 years
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i don't want to talk about the violence i don't want to talk about the shape of the bruise i don't want to talk about how it sounded or what it felt like or how afterward, for hours, i had three sharp words banging around in my head in a cartwheeling spike - i just want to say it was something that hurt and to hear back i'm sorry it hurt you, do you need help feeling better? i just want to lie down without being asked to lie open and show where the hurt came from and to give birth again to the shadow memory, watch it ooze again across the floor to dance in the wake of my feet.
i do not want to argue with strangers on the internet who have no stake in the matter, telling me that kind of violence is often overstated. i do not want to argue. i do not want to keep getting older with this painted under my chubby bicep and splashed down my side. i do not want to hear i am playing the victim when i am the victim. i do not want to be a survivor, i just want a life in a green patch without having to endlessly sublimate the glass i have chewed, over and over, pouring sand out of my mouth into the wrong hands - i just want to be happy on sunday.
i do not want to talk about the violence and why the bell of my body is always hollow! i know it is hollow. please stop asking about it. i have spent so many hours trying to explain how it fell apart. i need to rest now. i need to take my meds now. i need to wake up and be someone who can have the quiet back without flinching in response. i know you don't believe it happened that way, why would you? you are someone looking for the clever ending; where you somehow win my narrative by showing me i am not allowed to be hurt by what happened. and i am just a person. i have already lost everything.
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matchawithsoy · 2 years
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I believe that trans women are women and trans men are men. And I believe in fighting for the rights of trans women (who are women. not crossdressers or men trying to invade our spaces) and for the rights of trans men (who are men. not confused women or class traitors.) And I believe that the transphobia in your “feminist” beliefs does absolutely nothing for us as a group of people working towards a better society. Transphobia as a pillar of feminism is not a pillar of feminism at all. It is one pillar of the many that support the patriarchy that we are all subjected to as marginalized people-- why are you working so hard to uphold it?
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matchawithsoy · 3 years
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matchawithsoy · 3 years
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matchawithsoy · 4 years
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My prayer is through torn paintings and dirty bathrooms, unknown names and winding corridors
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