I think you were my first love. like a brother, but you shared my misery and were never fake with me and there was always some part of me that was so sure that we would grow old together. and get married, if we didn’t find anybody else. i’m immature and act like I hate you but we’ll always have that and i’ll never forget you, even if we never speak again.


Ah you’re watching nge? I love that anime. The way they just [unit01clenches fist] [kaworu splat noise]

i don’t know because i was okay and over it but now i’m sad and realizing it isn’t actually over.

i’m confused stop confusing me i’m a “yes i want to fuck” or “no i do not want to fuck” simple answer kind of girl stop trying to blind me with your complicated boy stuff because i’ve had my shots and i’m immune to boy bullshit


see this? this is appalling. no matter where we go, trans people are made to be a joke. we’re stepped all over cis people who find us hilarious. i can’t use the bathroom of my gender because cis people see my gender as a façade; this isn’t who i really am
 this is a fucking joke. no matter what i do, who i am is just a fucking joke to the rest of the world


Spending some time with my sons Cha, Mp and Agne #wakingupwithmykids #familytime by dgdsn

rich people are so small

maybe let me live please maybe and don’t do that thing u always do with guys i like


bisexual means you can only like 2 things i’ve chosen drinking and wizards

i’m so pathetic when it comes to boys. i’m so scared for when I actually fall in love for the first time because even when I just plain like a boy I will pretty much settle to be anything, a friend, a hook up, a drunk text. but i’m also not mad that I am that way because it just means that I have a lot of love to give and having a sociopath for a dad kind of made me worry about myself and my own emotions. i’m still fucked up and still cannot hook up with someone sober without having ptsd flashbacks but that’s just some shit I have to get over myself. idk what the point of this is. i’m just happy to be who I am. even when i’m sad or crying, secretly I feel happy about the fact that I can even cry or feel such raw emotions. I just want to feel everything.

if I get my other nipple pierced and find a piercer willing to do my belly button then all of my body jewelry goals will be complete.


Cigarette company testing on beagles. 
“In tobacco inhalation experiments, dogs, primates, guinea pigs, hamsters, rabbits, lambs, chickens, rodents and other animals are mutilated, pumped full of nicotine and forced to inhale smoke. Dogs are forced to inhale cigarette smoke on mechanical ventilators. In one experiment, researchers cut holes in the throats of beagles’ and forced them to breathe concentrated cigarette smoke for an entire year. Other tests have involved inserting electrodes into dogs’ penises to measure the effect of cigarette smoke on sexual performance. Masks are strapped on to the faces of rats and mice while cigarette smoke is pumped directly into noses. Rhesus monkeys are confined to chairs with head devices, while being exposed to nicotine and caffeine to study effects on breathing.” 
If you can’t quit for yourself or the environment or your surroundings or your wallet, quit for these reasons.