a million pieces

[ID: two photos of a plushie pink bat with strawberry patterned fabric in the inside of its ears. in the first photo its wings are wrapped around itself, in the second one wing is still around itself and the other is stretched out, showing the same strawberry fabric from its ears on its wing. end ID]

Soup is so crazy its like hot water but its got stuff goin on

[id: a screenshot from an old PC98 visual novel, of a collection of different small mushrooms all planted closely together under a big red cap mushroom with pink spots, and a second mushroom with a large pink cap. /end id]

[id: plain black text on a white background that says “I fell onto love like a sword,” end id]

gender is a game and i keep putting the dice in my mouth.

[ID: a field of lavender. in the distance there’s a mountain range and the sky. end ID]

[ID: an almost completely orange bear, with a orange bow around its neck and a black face face on its torso, in the style of a pumpkin craving. end ID]

You’re allowed to try new pronouns and new names. You’re allowed to explore yourself and what you’re comfortable with. It’s okay to not be sure yet, to not have a consistent identity; it’s okay to not know for certain, to not decide yet. You have time, you do no harm by taking time.

[ID: My Melody in three different dresses, the first is blue with white polka dots and a pink neckline. the second is pink with large yellow dots and small white dots and white bib neckline. the third is a white sailor dress with pink accents and a blue bow. end ID]

me at ten: the home depot lights section is a significant place for me emotionally

[ID: the first image shows a deer standing in a glade, his antlers have grass tangled in them and he is facing straight on, looking in the direction of the camera. the second photo is taken from the same angle, but the deer is now facing left. end ID]

[ID: drawing of a black night sky filled with stars. In the top left corner a caption box reads “I’d stay out here forever if I could.” end ID]

[ID: I yearn to belong to something, to be contained in an all-embracing mind that sees me as a single thing. I yearn to be held in the great hands of your heart — . end ID]