Babyenby

I just really don’t trust the fucking tories honestly. Like you say one thing but do another and I just... Hm

You know what it’s such fucking trash that I land here all the fucking time. My anxiety is through the roof, I’m depressed af. I go to uni, I make it quite clear and obvious the kind of place I’m in right now but they do nothing. Because they never do. I’m not depressed enough. I’m not riddled with anxiety enough. I dont understand. They tell you to get help, to talk, to open up and when you do. Nothing. They give you nothing. But someone else can send a shorter email than usual and the whole fucking uni drops everything to help them and they weren’t even that bad.... it’s a joke.... I’m okay. Nothings up more than usual, just my frequent rant about how no institution will help me through my shit.

Sometimes I wake up and I’m like actually... yes. Hell yeah I’m fucking hot. Yes bitch yes. 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

My tendency to joke about my trauma and history of unhealthy coping mechanisms is not meant to hurt or worry anyone. Rather it is a new mechanism to prevent trauma and history causing rainy day mental health days. I joke only with those I trust because I know those people won’t judge me by my history of self injury...

Sometimes friends are absolute toxic dicks and you hate to cut them off but it’s killing you if you dont

Every day I feel less ‘girl/woman/ma’am’ but not really more ‘boy/man/sir’

Quite honestly sick of the narcs

What to do when you dont understand.....

When I tell you i am over the cishets... smh. No thx

Some chunky heels, a tartan skirt, crazy earrings and a good vibe 🥰

When life gives you lemons, throw lemons back in life’s face and demand for doughnuts