I Want A Story Where The Angels Didn't Fall, They Jumped. They Clipped Their Own Wings, Knowing Their

'im gay i cant do math' shut up shut up your ineptitude for mathematics has nothing ot do with queerness. math and/or science gays including space aces are an extremely well documented phenomenon. you know what absolutely none of the gays can actually do? understand economics

reblog to give a trans person soup

the rush of euphoria when i put on a cap backwards >>>

Wlw -> wizard loving wizard ✨

Maybe petnames arent so bad???

If you are not disabled, especially if your not physically disabled or use a mobility aid, DO NOT tell us how to do things or what we should do to help us.

Today, I definitely should have been using my cane at school, but was I going to? No. Absolutely not. Being physically disabled in highschool is very hard and I am not at a point in my disability journey where I am comfortable just using my cane out and about in public, especially in school.

That being said, I was doing my normal thing and talking to some friends and being like oh yeah today I would’ve benefited from using my cane whilst out and about. After saying that, one if my friends, who is not physically disabled and has never experienced being physically disabled or using an aid, started going on and on about how I should just use it if I need to and not care about what people think. While I do agree to a certain degree, its a lot easier said than done. I am already mocked and made fun of, being a trans and neurodivergent person in high school.

I might be overreacting, but I don’t think people who aren’t physically disabled or use aids should be able to dictate what we do to help ourselves or when we do it. You are not in my shoes, you do not experience what I experience, do not tell me what to do.

(Sorry if it was aggressive, Ive been thinking about it all day)

If you do have an alllergies please say in the tags what it is.Lets all suffer together

I am Tired and Sick and Sore, and I know I don't deserve this, but I know I have to get through it anyway. There is a light at the end of the tunnel, but it is a pinprick in my vision, and the tunnel is long and dark and full of anxiety and pain. On the other side are vast expanses of concrete, highrise buildings, and crowds where no one knows my name or recognises me but those I love dearly. And I am free.

reblog and put in the tags if you’re a ‘whoa’ or a ‘woah’ person

Wlw -> wizard loving wizard ✨