Am I Weird For Having My Blog Basically Be My Home Feed? Like Almost Everything I Get On That Section

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SOLID, COLD BUTTER; IS WHITE

Melted, warm, soft butter; is yellow

very heavy stuff today, but i need to get it off my chest

i dont exactly know how tumblr does the whole "read more" thing, so there's gonna be a spam of line breaks and after that read at your own risk. I dont even know what kinda TWs this would qualify under so consider this your "bad shit under here you've been warned"

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I am so fucking close to snapping i swear to neptune, allah, fucking buddha, any god that is fucking out there why do i have to be such a broken, useless piece of shit. fucking AAAAAAAAAAAAA im so fucking tired, so fucking tired of only existing to be beaten, used and abused then forgotten. Fuck my fucking life. It's never getting better, people keep fucking telling me that same platitude but i've been waiting two fucking decades for it to just magically "get better" and guess what IT FUCKING DOESNT. Im not even a real fucking person, im a goddamn *shard* of what used to be a person. im incapable of taking care of myself, incapable of ever "functioning" in modern society. all im ever going to be is someone's fucking retard burden to drag them down for the rest of my natural born fucking life. I look hideous, im completely disabled because of decades of constant mind-breaking trauma and will likely never recover, the country i live in is going to shit, im absolutely penniless with no hope of ever having an income. what fucking future is there. At this point im about ready to just give up, let go of the controls and let myself fade into nothing. There's two more fucking backup personalities in here maybe they wont be such fuckups. I was made to be a weapon, a survival-mode emergency shield and nothing more, i cant survive actual life. I cant even be someone's fucking malewife housecat and be pampered all day because i spun the orientation wheel and got "Dom-top". How the fuck does that work when i can barely get off the couch in the morning? when i have to be kept pretty much on fucking life support by someone else or ill literally drown in my own garbage. Maybe the bronchitis i had as an infant was meant to kill me and this is the world's way of correcting its mistake. Holy fuck here's to hoping i get hit by a meteor, like to charge reblog to fucking nail me like the dinosaurs.

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Vent over, here's a fish as a palate cleanser

casual survey: reblog if you want to kiss a girl right now

now what're you implying there

i think the reason forcefem is so popular is because. transition is scary. it's very scary. not just in general, but in the fact you have to be resolved to go through it and grab it with both hands. you can't be passive about it. and wanting things is scary, especially when you've learned to impulsively quash those wants and desires for years.

forcefem isn't just someone holding your hand as you transition. forcefem is someone grabbing onto your hand with an iron grip and forcibly marching you onwards, no matter how scared you are. and the fact that it's not something you chose, but something which is happening to you, makes it somehow less scary. because you don't have to confront any of those scary desires inside you to do it.

which is to say, if you're a "definitely 100% cis boy", and your heart fluttered a bit reading those words and imagining that. good news. I'm grabbing your hand. and I'm not. letting. go.

Not even if you beg~.

yippee I have achieved adorable status :D

you can’t jokingly post about kinky shit on tumblr because you say smth like “haha wouldn’t it be hot if you…tried to launch internet explorer…but it wouldn’t load :D”

and then you’ll get one thousand robot girls in the notes going “mmngngnnghhhngn”

No offense but literally nothing and no one is and will ever be out of your league. Nothing is too good for you. Nobody has the right to make you feel like you are not enough or less than you are, you deserve the world.

ok whos making posts about me again

thinking again about vampirism as disability

this poor dude is hanging onto their gender identity by a string and Tumblr is waving scissors in the air like a pitchfork mob

Foxes on the mind