message to all of anyone.
if you ever find yourself feeling love for a certain type of person, thinking that type of person is deserving of affection- especially if that type of person doesn’t look like you, act like you, dress like you- i want you to consider this thought. it’s something i wish someone had told to me a long time ago.
"these people you’re trying to show love to are you."
a thing i’ve had to learn the hard way: there’s literally no link between affect and inner life, i had more in common with specific people who unironically posted horse girl memes than i did with the average brooding internet comedy man, and when you think about it there’s no reason it’d be otherwise
it’s not just “when you think about it”—anyone who really automatically expects they’d have LESS in common with unironic horse girl meme posters than with average brooding internet comedy man has a little teenage libertarian living in their heart
also the printer kind of fucked it up to an irritating degree, it looks kind of badly aliased and artifacted up close. between that and the purple i’ll be happy to give these away to friends who want them but offering them to strangers feels like a betrayal of trust in a way.
i think to make trans commie button 2.0 i’m going to make the hammer and sickle with a stencil and paint