Big Sweetie Vexed

Happening now: at Kedzie and 40th, where Border Patrol agents just opened fire on rapid response this afternoon. A woman CFD says they found after the incident is reported in fair condition.

A growing number of outraged neighbors have gathered across from ICE/CBP agents who have closed Kedzie.

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a photo taken from the edge of daley plaza looking inward at the crowd of cyclists for critical mass

photo looking ahead in the crowd at clark and washington showing the street filled with cyclists but only their helmets are showing. along the sides are the tall buildings along clark

photo from off to the side of the crowd heading south at desplaines and taylor. the street is mostly full of cyclists and not cars.

photo looking down along the ledge near oak st beach and addams memorial park

we’ll have a gay old time

DO IT, PUPS

Disappointed but not surprised. I got my friends in music and that’s it. Kill your idols. No more heroes.

AND HOW

this is so absolutely huge, to have the president of the united states seeking censorship from an editor in chief

@jael.bsky.social and I got the new Butch/femme dynamic. Cuddly Butch and femme with a knife.

They call me Mr. Freeze because my wife is dying tragically.

Connecticut. She’s training around that area already

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So beyond stoked for this fucking show

Back in November, for those first few days after the election, I have to admit that I wasn't as scared as I maybe should have been. I remember feeling nervous, yes. Especially dumbfounded that this result happened a second time. But, scared? I don't think I felt it that first week or so. My reasoning being the community that surrounded me at the time. Back in November, for those first few days after the election, I remember feeling something scarily close to empowered. I felt a fire in my stomach unlike anything I had felt in years. I saw the people around me, the people I had grown close to in the previous few months. Not people I was dating, not family, not even the closest of friends. But people surrounding me who had lived similarly. Who knew that no matter the administration, the American experiment was never made for us. Community was all we had before November. It was all we were going to have the next 4 years. And it was all we had in that moment.

Back in november, for those first few days after the election, I remember thinking l'd see many of those faces again. It didn't happen like that. I saw myself as one of many pieces of wood used to build a great wooden boat. A huge vessel that would carry those who helped to build it, as well as those who would be added on later, to safety through the ferocious Lake Michigan waters that lay before us. But as time went on, so many planks were cast ashore. Some of us had splinters that punctured the skin of those onboard. Some of us were seen as needing to be taken off in order to preserve the sanctity of the seacraft. And, important to recognize, some of us were never put on the ship at all. I still see the boat on the horizon occasionally. It is rusted. Filled with holes from those never replaced. Still afloat and running. Perhaps it will make it through after all. Perhaps the missing pieces will prove too much. I know Lake Michigan will not calm. Back in November, for those first few days after the election, community was my religion. I and many others were expelled from our church. And I no longer know what I believe in.

A Meditation On Community. Chicago, Illinois. 12:45 pm. 6/4/25

What bothers me about current social trends is that I haven’t always been “liberal” or even “progressive”.
It took a lot of time, introspection, and effort for myself to evolve and I still have work to do.
When I see things trending backwards into bigotry, I don’t understand it.
I just got here.

the craziest believe transphobes have is that children are unable to have introspective thoughts or ideas of self

Every breath we continue to breathe is an act of revolution. In times like these when we are being eradicated continuing to live is a beautiful act of resistance. I may not be very good at talking people back from harmful decisions but I can encourage any trans person who may be contemplating a 🧵🪡

Barbarian is just one of the best movies of the decade. Holy shit

Show up for black trans women today!

Oh shit you’re here too?

The opps forgot to flip my burger over. Everyone’s beef with me is one sided.

A boy who grew up to be a woman

Letter to a name. Dear Ronald, Today is your last day on earth. By 10am cst tomorrow you will be erased from me. I’m sorry it’s taken so long to put you to rest, but there was a lot we both had to go through in order to get to this point. You did not have terrible conditions. Compared to most in your position you were lucky. You had family and friends who would support you no matter what decisions you made. People who cheered on your accomplishments and helped you learn from your mistakes and failures. You would have always been, to a great extent, safe. But safety is never constant. You spent many nights knowing something was fundamentally wrong. Knowing that you had been placed in a situation that would take a tremendous toll to escape from. There would be people, systems, and most tragically your own mind reinforcing that you could never be who you wished you were. And I am so sorry for all the pain you had to go through. Your name will soon be erased. But not your memory. Not the body you inhabited. Not the experiences you have had and the impact you have left on others. When people think back to their memories with you they will think of them with you under a different name. A name you deserved to know much earlier. I am so proud of you, Ronald. Thank you for carrying the burden of existence so that I could emerge. You have done well. You can rest now, little boy. There’s a woman coming to take over.

You think I knew where to start when I started writing rhymes 15 years ago? You do the thing until you figure it out. You gotta start to succeed

Fuck it being good just make something with a groove and send it over

Fuckin make a beat for me to spit over.

Girl let’s work on something

use code VICTORIA at the gates of saint peter to go straight to fucking hell

I can’t wait til I start opening for some of y’all’s faves. You’re gonna have to start paying to get in a room with me when it could have been for free. That’s crazy dawg.

Ok I’m back here I guess