I Clicked Yes Not Knowing Anything And Even If Presented With Knowledge I Would Stand By It

as someone who loves food, yes

as someone who stress eats, yes

as someone who only likes 1 vegetable, yes

Is it difficult for you to eat healthily?

i... legitimately hate that this makes sense... i legitimately hate that this exists... i'm going to go cry myself to sleep now ;w;

It’s probably gonna happen whether you like it or not lol

wanna wake up in the arms of a soft and warm and sleepy girl actually

not just stores... hospitals, schools, therapist offices, doctor offices, dentists, etc

Do you avoid going to a certain store because you once had a mortifying experience there?

@the-adhd-sorcerer sound like anyone you know? ;3

Forced intox is great but imagine someone purposefully getting high to get fucked. They keep taking hits over and over, chasing the high that will make them limp and compliant. Being high will make them be very pliable, and they want to shamelessly bend to your every whim. Maybe they get crossfaded. But once they’ve succumbed to that helpless grasp, you get to do whatever you want to them <3

reality sucks

Do you reject being “realistic”?

*realizes you’re describing her and goes into gay panic*.

@the-adhd-sorcerer

that guy who was really focused on being considerate at all times is now a puppygirl who will bark for anyone if they ask her to.

I hate when anyone says me wanting to just be a housewife promotes gender roles and I should stop… I’m sorry I want to live my life the way I want to, and I’m sorry that it’s such a big deal to you, like yeah I’m following A gender role… doesn’t mean I’m intentionally doing it to spite you (although at this point I might as well). Also it’s not just an “I want this” anymore, when I was younger and more oblivious to my transness it was just a want, but now I’m a 20+ year old highschool dropout with no coping skills for my mental issues or any meaningful skills that would help me find a job, like yeah I could try, but it would cost more to work than I would earn, not just because of the therapy I would probably have to go to weekly just to be somewhat stable during the time I have a job, but also due to the mental health issues it would cause after I eventually have a breakdown and quit. And you could say “just get coping skills”, but for me it’s not that easy, I need to be in a good mental state to practice coping skills otherwise it’s just going to lead me into a breakdown… or if it’s breathing techniques a trauma induced panic attack, it’s never going to be worth it for me to work… especially if I can’t find a job that caters to my special interests, because if it doesn’t cater to them I will end up hating every moment of it and it will stress me out.

To those who have the privilege of not being a complete and utter failure mentally and in many cases physically, you can live your life however you want, but sadly even if this wasn’t something I wanted I couldn’t help it.

And remember live life for Yourself and Nobody else.

If they refuse to respect you for who you are they aren’t friends, if they want to keep you in their life they will put aside the “it sounds weird” stuff and learn your new name and your new pronouns and stuff.

I personally have a 3 strike rule, deadname me once I just correct you and move on, twice I correct you and give you the stare, three times and I either throw you out or leave myself and refuse to speak with you till you learn.

If you’re too concerned about how inconvenient it is to learn my name and pronouns you’re not someone I want to be friends with.

It didn’t used to bother me much.

The name thing, I mean. I figured, you know… people need time. Time to adjust, time to relearn, time to forget and relearn again. I gave them that time—generously, patiently. But now I’m at that point where if someone deadnames me, I will correct them. Every time. Again. And again. And again.

Like Tuesday. I was playing Magic with some friends. One of the guys at the table—I’ve known him for years—he’s not mean or malicious, just… a bit slow on the uptake. Not exactly tuned into social cues, bless him. But gods, I’ve never been so close to flipping the table over a name.

Everyone else at the table called me Terra. Naturally. Because that’s my name. But he kept deadnaming me—over and over.

“Hey Deadname, your turn.”

“It’s Terra.”

“Hey Deadname, don’t forget your extra card.”

“It’s Terra.”

Repeat until madness.

By the end of the night, I was massaging my temples, staring up at the ceiling like the answer to why I bothered was written in the damn fluorescent lights. He finally noticed I was upset—and instead of realizing why, he thought it was because he kept killing my commander.

No. No, sweetie. My frustration wasn’t game-based, it was existential.

I finally just… snapped a little. Told him flat-out, “My name is Terra. You’ve been calling me my deadname all night. I’ve been correcting you all night.”

And he blinked at me, confused, and said, “Sorry. I forgot.”

I slumped back. Like, girl, really? You forgot?

My other two friends leaned in from opposite ends of the table, bless their sassy little souls, and said, “Dude… we’ve been calling her Terra this whole night.”

And he just shrugged. Said he didn’t get it, but he just wanted to play Magic.

And I guess that’s what stings, doesn’t it? That I’m not important enough in his head to remember. That I’m background noise. A name that just doesn’t click, because his desire to play cards outweighs my need to be seen.

But I will keep correcting people. I will keep saying “It’s Terra.” Because every time I do, I take my name back. I remind myself—and everyone else—that I exist. That I matter. That I’m not going to fade just because someone forgets to look closely enough.

So yeah. It sucks. It drains you. But we don’t owe anyone our silence. Especially not when we’ve fought so hard to finally hear our name and feel right.

@momobutveryhorny and @cinnamontwistspup can my owner join the cuddles? She’s a catgirl but she’s my catgirl ^w^

99% of puppies posts are super horny but also I think platonically cuddling up with 3 other puppy girls would do the trick just fine arf