

I’m pretty chill. For the most part, I find online racists hilarious. I usually don’t let it raise my blood pressure. I have too much oppression offline to debate/educate faceless disrespectful internet blobs. More power to the people who can hang. I’m too motherfucking delicate.
Especially not when engaging with you means you call me out my name 15 times in a row then dipping into your trick-or-treat bag of stereotypes and slurs. No. This bitch right here? Not feeling it.
But if you really think I’m going to post every asinine racist/sexist/homophobic/transphobic/ableism/classist/whatever-ist comment you send me and ruin other people’s day with your e-thuggery… you got me fucked up.

Best thing I’ve read...days. Also, “e-thuggery”? Love that term. Love