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Mom Stacy on social media.Got any other links/archives?
Photo of her from the previous link (in the vest)
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Mom Stacy on social media.Got any other links/archives?
Someone finally started a thread for this muppet. @Aero the Alcoholic Bat, you win the Internet for today.
I was considering starting a thread myself, but it would've sucked and wouldn't have even been a tenth as well-researched as yours.
But what thread about Jeffrey Marsh would be complete without a plug for his upcoming book? Available on Amazon from May 16th. (Link, Archive)
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Support a non-binary author. Preorder it now!
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Bonus video:
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Wild how a person can be so proud of that...[his website.. image wont fucking load]
I hate it so much that trans people think that. I can't wrap my head around how a person could be that fucking retarded. They must realize that as much as they have the right to identify as such, other people have the right to make fun of them.AND YOU WILL RESPECT HIM
It wasn't just tiktok that transformed him in this way though, because as someone in this thread said, I remember him having some sort of presence on Vine back when it still existed.
There are a lot, so I'm not sure what the best way to archive is, but many of his vines are here - https://vine.co/jeffreymarsh
I’m queer, I’m popular, and I’m happy so, shall we say…I drive hater engagement. It’s almost as if a hater couldn’t possibly avoid typing “kill yourself, f*gg*t” on every single thing I post. They’re compelled! And, this isn’t a bad thing. I’m not complaining.
Thank you, haters, for making my posts really popular on the Vine app and in search engines. You helped me reach more people with my message!
Ok. It’s not all positive. I wouldn’t wish Internet hate on anyone. I went through some dark months navigating it all, finding ways to deeply care for myself while being exposed to the most outrageously vile and evil things people posted about me. It’s still something I struggle with today. I limit my exposure to the hate in any way that I can. I don’t read comments. I avoid scrolling to the bottom of the internet.
I’m me-gendered. That’s not a cop-out or a way to avoid the subject, it’s just my little attempt to convey the broadness, the both and all and none way gender feels to me. Growing up, every time someone used the word “he” to refer to me, it felt like a personal slight, like they couldn’t see and didn’t care to see all of me.
Kids on Vine always ask what my “preferred pronoun” is, and that speaks to the changes that are already taking place for us and our language, in terms of a lot of people wanting to challenge word habits and help others feel comfortable. When kids ask that, it’s a taste of the acceptance I was craving as a kid. As an adult, I have discovered that it is first and foremost my job to help myself feel comfortable.
Also, so much of the separation and social categorization of gender facilitates inequality. The foolish notion that men are better than women is built on a foundational concept that humanity is appropriately divided into “men” and “women.” As we begin to look at people first as people (“me-genders”), the better-than arguments appear utterly flimsy and needlessly fracturing. If everyone is a “they,” everyone is equal
To quote one of my best and most popular Vines, “People tell me, ‘You act like a girl,’ and I say, ‘Thank you.’” Seeing myself in this gender-free way means I get to embrace a trait we usually associate with girls: optimism.
I kept looking at the blood. That can’t be mine. That doesn’t belong to me. It was a warm summer night. I was on all fours, and the blood was dripping into a pool under my face, staining the sidewalk a deep true red. The way I dress has consequences, I thought. And I am ok with those consequences.
The one thing I didn’t anticipate was that being “Vine famous” would make me a de facto expert in being queer.
My blood left a permanent stain on that patch of sidewalk near our apartment, and I walked by it every day. Over time, I began to love it. It seems weird, but that stain started to represent surviving for me. While for some it would signify failure and violence, for me it was a symbol of my conviction and my strength. It meant that I was willing to stand up for who I am, regardless of the consequences. For me, wearing what I want is non-negotiable. Clothing is my most flamboyant way to show off the real me — to annouce who I am and where I stand.
I need to get meta with you. I don’t identify as any gender. Also, I’m cheesy. I’m innocent. Internet commenters repeatedly point out that I “act like a girl.” And here’s the thing: I love that comparison. Innocent is not an insult. Innocence and intelligence are not exclusive opposing states. Innocent is the most intelligent approach to life.
There was a lot I felt like saying: why do we need to know the “true” gender of strangers? Why do we want people (babies!) to put themselves into categories we feel comfortable with — that we understand? I stayed silent and that ended up being the best choice. After a long pause, my friend said “I can’t even say that anymore, can I?” referring to phrases like “born a man.”
“Nope.” I said. “Isn’t gender fun?”
When I was 3 or 4 years old, mom took me to the doctor. “Something’s wrong with his spine” she said. She was very concerned. The doc assured her that I was healthy and that my spine was growing as it should. “Then why does he walk like that?” She said. I was so young and so amazing that my tailbone tilted back as I glided along on the balls of my little feet, swishing to pre-school. I walked like a girl.
I’ve realized over the years that there are a few ways to solve the lipgloss problem — there are a couple of ways to address being DMAB and loving to wear eyeshadow:
Oooooh! Oooh! I pick number 3!
- Surgery and/or living as a woman.
- Working to broaden the definition of the term ‘man' to include people who wear eyeshadow.
- Going on a 15-year Buddhist sojourn to discover that, in various ways, we all transcend the restrictive categories of man and woman and we all deserve plenty of space to express who we are.
A few of these pictures made me realize how rarely he completely closes his mouth in his vids. His unnerving titan teeth are almost perpetually bared.
His boyfriend looks kinda normie to me, like boring kind of normie. Gays don't usually go after NB shit, I wonder if there is something else to their relationships, like idk money? I bet the fag monetizes his retarded persona quite well.Spoiler: Boyfriend vids
His boyfriend looks kinda normie to me, like boring kind of normie. Gays don't usually go after NB shit, I wonder if there is something else to their relationships, like idk money? I bet the fag monetizes his retarded persona quite well.
I think he comes across as a bit dim so (creepy) Jeffrey likely leads him around by his nose. Kind of like when there are serial killer pairs - there’s always a leader and a follower. The boyfriend is the follower. (Not saying they are serial killers, of course, but considering Marsh’s creepy groomer vibes…)His boyfriend looks kinda normie to me, like boring kind of normie. Gays don't usually go after NB shit, I wonder if there is something else to their relationships, like idk money? I bet the fag monetizes his retarded persona quite well.
You Will Never Be a Mister Rogers YWNBAMRJeffrey outright confirms that he wants to be seen as a Mr Rogers-like figure. I think it's more likely that he's on Officer Clemmons' watchlist
Hilaria Baldwin, for those of you who don't know, is Alec Baldwin's wife who speaks in a Spanish accent but is actually Hilary Baldwin from Massachusetts. Appropriate for a race faker to endorse a person of gender's book.
In case you're wondering, this is not deepfaked and there are a lot of videos of Mister Roger saying this. He obviously wasn't talking about trannies but was concerned about children not understanding their biological reality
>Boys are boys from the beginningYou Will Never Be a Mister Rogers YWNBAMR
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The behavior of a man who is perpetually MATI. Or more accurately, MAL (mad at life).