the hell of my making

Do you want to deal with customers all day or do you want to dive deep into the ocean and perform dangerous repairs. Do you want to deal with school administrators and too many students or do you want to shake hands with the worst men youve ever met and be complicit in the destruction of the environment. Do you want to get naked in front of the internet for anyone to see or do you travel with an airline and be unable to settle down. And most importantly Do you wanna party

“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes

A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams

Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!

Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.

“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes

A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams

Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!

Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.

“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes

A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams

Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!

Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.

“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes

A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams

Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!

Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.

“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes

A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams

Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!

Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.

“I turned out fine,” she says, staring so far off into space that you can see andromeda reflected in her eyes

A trans woman will say “I’ve made peace with it” while clutching a stuffed animal so tightly that it begins to come apart at the seams

Say it with me, everyone! Understanding logically why you’re experiencing a feeling is not the same as actually processing that feeling!

Healing isn’t forgetting. Recovering isn’t putting something away and never looking at it again. Moving on is a process that includes backslides and relapses instead of demonizing them.

I’m sorry, I’m reblogging this twice in a row it is that important

Stand up and say it again for the people in the back row. 

Call me a commie, but I think it’s a bit unreasonable that people have to crowdfund their cancer treatment.

the christian veneration of the lamb has always been terrifying to me in ways i can’t explain

here’s this figure that is vulnerable and easily abused and what’s admirable about it is that it doesn’t fight back and it doesn’t try to defend itself and it’s suffering is noble because it just sits there and takes it. pain is beautiful when you surrender to pain, suffering is godly when you don’t question or try to protect yourself and survival is ugly… like it is just me or is anybody else’s fucking skin crawling rn!!

gay men brought back 70s mustaches, lesbians brought back 80s mullets, and now straight dudes are just walking around with both thinking they stumbled onto this styling choice by accident. say the line meryl (cerulean sweater monologue but specifically about how gay culture creates taste)

why do men have this eternal fear of being used for money they don’t have lol