anya

@pannekook.bsky.social

some stupid fucking girl. communist

it’s interesting that the moment i started working out again in a contact sport environment was the moment i started dating women again. back to the old me, in a sense, the rucker has become a fencer but the relationship with violence and strength is back except it’s tempered by elegance

obsessed with the machine. the whir of an end mill which turns to a scream when it contacts the workpiece. coolant and lubricant everywhere. penetration, abstract, unhuman penetration, an unfeeling exercise in geometry for its own sake

it’s funny. i’ve been through a lot and ive been a lot of people and a lot’s been done to me but i still have a tendency to view myself despite everything as a fundamentally sheltered person

i need violence i need beauty i need violence i need beauty any lack of violence implies a lack of beauty any violence implies a lack of beauty i’m not doing enough i have to do more there is no escape

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I'm beginning to see transphobia through a lens that is structurally similar to afropessimism. The idea being that there is a psychic pleasure derived from having non-gender-conforming people to hate and subjugate. One which is impossible to placate because the hatred is *part* of cis identity.

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