Sometimes a creative outlet is a fun little hobby and sometimes it's a lifelong affliction. Like I crochet because making little woven animals sparks joy and I'm a writer whether I like it or not because I'm tormented by visions
Jorge tweeting about how the trip to actual Ithaca was filled with obstacles is just. So fucking poetic. Like yeah it would be, wouldn't it. Wouldn't be a trip to Ithaca if it didn't go horribly wrong and the arrival wasn't postponed because of it
national suicide prevention
national domestic violence hotline
national sexual abuse hotline
trans lifeline and resources
list of suicide hotlines by country
domestic violence hotlines and resources by country
sexual (+ domestic) abuse agencies by country
international trans resources
do you all see my vision here
Love you, pizza
hey does anyone wanna do the funniest thing ever
If I died 5 years ago, my parents would have buried a son. It wouldn't have been my name on my tombstone. Who would have grieved for me? Who would have looked at the tombstone of that boy and wept for the woman that was buried beneath that ground?
It wouldn't have been my mom. Not my father. It wouldn't have been my brothers. I doubt my now ex even would have grieved for the real me. A handful of souls would have grieved for the woman that they lost, while a service was held for a dead boy in a suit.
The world would never have known me.
They say there are three deaths. When your body ceases to function, when you're consigned to the grave, and when your name is spoken for the last time. What if your name is never spoken? What of the woman who never heard her name spoken from another set of lips?
I see you, nameless ones. I may never be able to speak your name, for I do not know it, but I will grieve for you. You will not be forgotten for as long as I have tears to shed.
you can make nearly any object into a good insult if you put ‘you absolute’ in front of it
example: you absolute coat hanger
MY PEOPLE I HAVE FOUND YOU FINALLY
Would You Fall in Love With Me Again from Epic the Musical but instead of Odysseus and Penelope, it's Dazai and Chuuya
okay I'm out
D: Oh beautiful lady of my heart, will you-
D: *sees Chuuya* Excuse me *immediately stands up*
Woman: Wha-
D: *tilting his head with a charming smile* I'll be right back pretty lady. *kisses her hand*
Woman: But we are in a date-
D: *not listening and walking towards him* Chuuya hasn't grown an inch.