Helicopter mechanic. Witchy. Granola. Gamer. Mother. GSXR750. Trans-Lesbian switch. 40+yo.
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In the woods, where shadows dance,
The moon, a silver crescent, enchants.
Through branches, its soft glow weaves,
A celestial ballet among leaves.
Whispers of night echo through trees,
Moonlight reveals nature's mysteries.
Silent steps on a path unseen,
A lunar serenade, tranquil and serene.
The forest, a canvas of silver and green,
Moonbeams weave a nocturnal sheen.
A celestial waltz, a woodland tune,
In the quiet embrace of the enchanted moon.
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Pro tip if you see at least 50 people say "wait that's not normal??" In the comments of some neurodivergent relatability post then it probably is, in fact, normal. Daydreaming to songs is normal, I promise you. Most everything about being neurodivergent is normal, it's just the degree to which it affects you and your life that makes it abnormal.
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Art by Patrycja Wójcik
When the spirits come to lift you up, feel them. Be present with them. And may you walk forward knowing that you're not alone in your struggles.
In a brand-new video from @UAW International Union , President Shawn Fain breaks down what’s REALLY happening at Ford, Stellantis and GM – unchecked corporate greed. These workers deserve a contract with fair wages, dignity and respect!
it blows my mind that people think you can tell what genitals someone has, what hormones they take or what hormones their body primarily produces, or what their medical history has been like just by looking at them. my AGAB changed twice when i was a kid. i was confidently announced in my ultrasounds and after my birth to be male.
my parents fully prepared for a male child, with a "boy's" name and all. something changed after this and they had to change to taking care of a "female" child, which then changed to "wow idk dude" during puberty due to the combination of both "male" and "female" traits that were now developing.
you have no way of knowing what's going on with my body just by looking at me, and it goes for any other stranger. people can have extremely long and complicated histories with their physical sex and it's just not worth trying to go the extra mile to 'figure out' what someone "originally was". it's impossible.
bro u really tell on yourself when you cope about your AGP so hard...you're not in a place to be speaking to what's normal for women. how tf would you know 🤡
I'm not sure what you're attempting to communicate by "when you cope about your AGP". I've never heard that phrase before. But I'm willing to understand it, if you're willing to explain.
How do I know what's normal? The same way as anybody else I guess: research, study, experience, getting to know people on a personal basis, being in a state of mind that allows me to see others perspectives, understanding that my worldview isn't the same as everyone else. What even is the definition of normal?
Are you in a place to know what's normal for women? All women or just some women? How tf do you know? 🙃
no woman is aroused by shaving, wearing clothing, or just existing. There is a difference between liking your appearance and being sexually aroused. But you know that already, youre just being obtuse because you don't want to admit youre living a fetish. If you are aroused by playing "woman" or shaving your legs "like a woman" or wearing woman's clothes youre a pervert.
You've made the false assumption that I have autogynephillia. I do not. Yes, I'm aware of the difference between liking your appearance and being aroused by it. However, contrary to your statement, I know several cis-women and cis men who are mildly aroused by their own bodies. Interestingly, I don't know any transgender women or men who have autogynephillia, but I've read about some who do. Personally, I wouldn't call them perverted for enjoying their own body. That's almost like saying women who play with their boobs, or people who masturbate are all perverts. Sorry bud, but the world doesn't work the way that you think it should. Autogynephillia is not a trait of being transgender. Its something else entirely.
To all the parents who think THEY get to decide when their children learn about specific or controversial topics: No you don't! You live in a world with billions of other people, advertisements galore, screens and speakers everywhere, and natural phenomena in general. They will learn about it when the universe presents it to them. And the universe doesn't care how you feel about it.
Is birthday. I honestly debated mentioning that at all but, Maybe it’s a bit of self care to admit that I don’t have to be rich , or free from Oklahoma, to celebrate surviving another year in these nightmarish circumstances. Ramble over, enjoy the bat.
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Please please PLEASE watch this Christmas spot we got in Spain
L with the T. happy pride ❤️🧡🤍🩷🩵
You deserve someone who wants to give you a fucking text back, ya know? Someone who wants you, only you, and makes you feel wanted. Someone who can’t help but message you first thing in the morning when the sun is coming through the curtain, and they’re barely waking. Someone who wants to spend their drunken Friday nights with you, but also their lazy Sundays. Someone who holds their one-person umbrella right above you when it’s pouring down, so that you’re sheltered, even if it means they get soaked through. You deserve someone who thinks of you, often. Someone who calls you on the phone at the end of a long day, because they want to hear the sound of your voice before they drift off to sleep. Someone who makes plans with you on a Tuesday evening, because the weekend is just too far away, and who cares if we have to go to work the next day. Someone who says definitely, not maybe, and follows through. You deserve to hear a song on the radio that makes you melt on the inside at the thought of this someone. Someone who could watch you sleeping for hours at a time, and be perfectly content in the grace and stillness of that moment. Someone who steals a kiss when you’re mid-sentence and least expecting to find their lips. Someone who will happily pig out on pizza with you in bed, and not judge the sweatpants & top knot look you’re sporting. Someone who is just that into you. You deserve someone who challenges the both of you constantly; someone who makes you strive to be better each day, because they’re trying to be better too. Someone you can count on to stick around when the shit hits the fan, which it will. Someone who chooses to lift you up, always. You deserve magic, and fireworks…You deserve someone who will always be careful with your heart, because they know just how fragile it already was before they held it. Someone who’s heart aches whenever yours does. Someone who wakes up next to you each day feeling like they’ve hit the jackpot, over and over again, and thinking what on earth did they do in their past life to be so damn lucky. You deserve someone’s complete attention. Someone who looks at you, and I mean really sees you, and all of the beauty you hold. You deserve to be someone’s first choice. Someone’s best friend. Someone’s partner in crime. Someone’s everything. You deserve to be loved; and loved extraordinarily well. And to be told that you are loved, every single day
– Thought Catalog
posts that make me want to rip my heart out part 5
Sometimes I like to stir my coffee/tea counterclockwise...🧙
Love wins 😌
And a version for my aro/ace/not interested in kissing for whatever reason siblings: