Hey, Here Are Some Cute Scavenger Pups, Tell Me You Like Them

day 1

your mother loves you

Little Dorito

Orange Lappet Moth (Alompra roepkei), family Lasiocampidae, Pahang, Malaysia

photograph by David Fischer

“I am looking respectfully” “im so normal about this” can you bark actually? Can you hit yourself over the head w a frying pan like a cartoon wolf? Can you look at it derangedly please?

Trans activist Jamison Green's passport photos before and after HRT. Left he's age 32 (1980) Right age 41 (1989) after being on testosterone for one year (x)

(read his autobiography here for free)

this cut made me WHEEZE. what are they doing.

BATTERED SAUSAGE IN BED

You are not alone. You are not different. Every trans girl has stood where you stand now, looking at the reflection in the mirror and wondering if she will ever recognize herself. Every single one of us was given a hand we never asked for, a role we never chose—but now, we hold the power to rewrite our story.

It’s easy to feel like you’re falling behind, like you’re somehow less than because your body isn’t changing fast enough, because your voice isn’t quite where you want it to be, because you don’t feel as feminine as you know you are. But let me tell you a secret—every trans girl has felt that way. We’ve all stared at ourselves and asked, why am I different? Why does it feel like I’ll never get there?

But you will. Because you’re not behind. You’re not failing. You’re becoming. And becoming takes time.

You are perfect in your own way—right now, in this moment. No one can take that away from you. You deserve the time to grow into yourself, to bloom in ways you never thought possible, to embrace the beauty of who you are and who you are becoming.

And when you do? Oh, love, the world won’t know what hit it.

So take your time. Give yourself grace. Love yourself fiercely. You are worth it.

Sending all my love to you, wherever you are. You’ve got this.

I MAKE YUMMY SOUP

zeekayart, with the power of phonetic pronunciation of letters, and general art snobbery!

Tumblr is odd because you’ll see a mutual post something really profound like “the birds still sing for those who listen” and you see them 5 minutes later saying something like “need to be pegged.grilled cheese style”