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Joe took this picture of me when we were backpacking in the Olympics. There’s several of these single plank bridges over water on the trail to Enchanted Valley. Fortunately this one had a hand rail.
If you live anywhere near the Pacific Northwest, and you enjoy camping and heavy music, then there is just zero excuse to not be at this fest. For real, your Netflix and Tumblr can wait.
Vance Creek Bridge is the second highest railway bridge in the United States at 347 feet high (that’s about as tall as a 37 story building)
Don’t support the state. Support your neighborhood entrepreneurs.
every person on this earth has a biological sex. some peoples biological sex does not align with the gender that their mind is. those people are trans. they experience dysphoria or discomfort because their bodies do not match what their mind is.
anyone else saying that they are trans while they accept, present, or otherwise have no beef or make no effort to present as a different sex, is a fraud and should be ashamed of themselves for barging into a movement that does not belong to them. they should be ashamed of themselves for claiming to know more, or have more experience in the world of transitioning, which is often a very difficult and harrowing period in transgendered individuals lives. they should be ashamed of themselves for slinging around hateful ideologies and terms (“truscum”) and they should be ashamed of themselves for lampooning the transgender movement and turning it into the joke that it exists as today: a mismash of delusional teenagers going through puberty who want to feel special and important while similarly being oppressed and victimized so that they cannot be attacked or lectured on how stupid and wrong they’ve really got it.
how dare you ask “who cares” when its ignorant, entitled bratty teenagers like you who are quite literally over-stepping your stupid little boundaries and declaring authority where you have none. go to any LGBQT meeting and talk about how “oppressed” you are for DARING to exist as an aromantic bigender demiboy; talk about it in the face of the mtf who routinely has to escape being beaten by her father or the ftm who was correctively raped for trying to fit in where they don’t. then proceed to choke on your own indignity after you realize you lead the least oppressive life in the room and that your whole identity is just one trending slap in the face to everyone else in the room where their actual identities are a real source of contention in their lives and safety. you prick.
Nemmy is creepin’.