it was awesome being a kid worried about the environment. like oh they are cutting down too many trees, we have to work together and plant more :~) but these days its like its in the air its in the water its in my blood its in my blood its in my blood its in my blood
i think also people who dont understand how “stacking some rocks sometimes” can be harmful have heard of the countless cases where “its just a little thing” has destroyed countless landmarks and parks
elafonisi’s pink sand beaches only retain 10% of the pink hues they used to retain just a few decades ago,
pig beach in the bahamas attracts people for being, well, the bahamas, and native pigs in the area can be found swimming to get around sometimes. people go nuts for the photo opportunity and forget these are wild animals- and youd expect it being the pigs killing people, but actually, people being too friendly caused a ban on feeding the pigs because seven of the poor things died after people figured “how bad could it hurt them if i give them just one?”
and these are just cases of something specific happening or being taken or given. thats not including people ruining and closing down entire tourist attractions, beaches, and parks by completely overcrowding it, disregarding rules, or trashing and littering the places.
like if someone preserving the park tells you not to do something you think is “harmless,” i swear they arent just doing it because they want to ruin your fun. maintaining these places is delicate work- its a privilege to see and visit these areas, not a right. please take care of the world around you whether youre very close or very far from home, okay?
whats cool about being trans is my parents are totally right. i did kill their beautiful son. im the thing that animates his corpse in an ever more convincing parody of a happy girl. i devoured him from the inside out and now there is nothing left of him and he is dead dead dead and there is only me, with my hollow eyes and dark eyeliner and long hair, and my big smile. my limp, effeminate gestures belie the marionetting of the boy they loved. my fagginess is his death. already his body becomes a fitter home for my parasitism in full; the tits, the hips, the thighs. sorry about your kid. thanks for the biomass <3
By far the funniest transition timelines are the ones from trans men where the “before” picture is some teeny little guy with sad baby seal eyes and the “after” picture looks like Kratos
This is one of the top posts in r/transtimelines and it really sums up what I’m talking about
