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Yaprak titrer acıyla düş yanar.
Orada, o güzel uykuda hüzün,
Büyür, büyünün sonsuzluğuna.
“fuck you my child is completely fine”
your child wants to run into the woods and find and abandoned mossy castle with a marvelous library and cats crawling around the corners where they can live there life without society’s influence
Bonus GIF:
the earth's crispy crust allows we humans to trot our tender little hooves all over it without being scorched by magma
if your s/o wears all black, gets excited over shiny things, screams loudly at sunset
that isn’t your s/o
that is a crow
The thing about being LGBT+ is, at some point in your childhood, no matter how accepting your parents are, at some point, you have to question: “do they love me unconditionally?” And then you have to plan for the possibility hat the answer is no. And that fucks you up. Straight cis people never have to question that.
It’s a Scarf!
what if we went to a local farmers market and spent the entire day buying fruits, vegetables and local bread and jam while here there we found little antiquities and bought them for each other and, and we decide to buy some flowers too. And as we pass all the different stalls, we just hold hands and share small kisses every now and then,,,and we were both girls?😳
this still hits hard
Okay listen if you are a baby queer and you don't feel loved, supported, or validated: you are the very precious grandchildren of the Stonewall rioters, the bright children of hope after the AIDS epidemic. You are the little siblings of ex-gay therapy survivors. You were fought for, and wanted, and loved. Everyone who came before you is so very happy that you are here.
“We must always take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented. The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference.”
— Elie Wiesel
what if we decomposed but it was gay