Me At The Beginning Of The School Year: I Fucking Hate The Guys They're So Transphobic, I Don't Feel

I hate when people don't believe me when I say I'm good without something.

You don't have to buy me things to win my affection, I'm not trying to be considerate of your finances, I just don't want a drink. It's okay. Sometimes I'm just not hungry and I'm not interested in that last cookie. It's okay that I really like that thing, I just don't want it. I know that eating it right now isn't what will make me feel good.

Why can't friends and family respect that I sometimes don't want things, sometimes I just want a glass of cold water with a straw. And that's good enough for me.

I was recovering from a meltdown with some tunes and candle light

I think I opened so many tabs google just gave up, no thoughts head empted me and just started smiling

I don't drink my tea without milk or sweetener because I think I'm better than you.

I drink my tea without milk or sweetener because I need to save my daily sugar and milk intake for the three cups of coffee I have that are 60% milk and 30% sugra, also I am better than you

Mom come pick me up, I'm scared.

I love the fact that I’m using this cesspool of chaos and showers to build up my self confidence. 

I found the Baron.

While at an airshow (the most fun and autistic event I've ever been to) I stumbled upon a bear dressed in pilots clothes, specifically a bomber jacket, goggles and scarf. Like the outfits of WW1 era pilots. After some timeline checking I present to you the story of the Baron and Baroness.

The baroness has been a suffragette for many years now, while it has been hard work she feels they are close. The Baron fears he might have to take up arms in the great war, while out one day he watches the suffragettes protests. One woman full of determination catches his eye, he admires her courage and spirit, wishing he too could be like that. But as she walks past him, he just watches. The Baron believes he will never see this powerful lady again. As chance would have it they meet once more, a smitten Baron tries his best to woo the Baroness. While his natural wit fails him, his charming attitude and sincerity has the baroness fall in love with him all the same. The war looming it the background of their happy ending. the Baron deems it his responsibility to fight for Britain. Tearful goodbye are shared; the Baron reassures his beloved that, if it weren't for her, he would not have the bravery to fight at all. Before he flies off in to battle the baroness give him a locket with a picture of her. "Keep it close," she says, "it will keep you safe." The baron places it in the pocket closest to his heart. "I win the war for Britain, you win the war for women." They part, and the story ends. We are left wondering; will the allies win the great war? Will the suffragettes procure their rights? And what you are wondering, will they ever see eachother again?

I saw a doll at the thrift store the other day, it was a light brown bear dressed in fancy dress, it was a beautiful maroon with lace. She had a hat on as well. A lovely sufferagette, standing alone atop a dusty wooden shelf. She reminded me of the baroness. Noble, breath taking, yet alone.

HAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAAHAHAA

I had a nightmare a few weeks ago about some murders, and usually that freaks me out for a while and I can't sleep. So naturally I turned him into a character and made him kiss other boys. It's to the point I was making pintrest boards for him and his boyfriend, but it's late, and now murder is scary again and I can't sleep.

"Tu te demandes si tu es une bête féroce ou bien un saint Mais tu es l'un, et l'autre, et tellement de choses encore Tu es infiniment nombreux Celui qui méprise, celui qui blesse, celui qui aime, celui qui cherche Et tous les autres ensembles Trompe-toi, sois imprudent, tout n'est pas fragile N'attends rien que de toi, parce que tu es sacré Parce que tu es en vie Parce que le plus important n'est pas ce que tu es, mais ce que tu as choisi d'être"

Excerpt from "BLIZZARD" by Fauve