Number 2 Serizawa Katsuya fan

When i met u in the summer

A juvenile bug isn't called a larva until it reaches the surface. While it's still underground it's called a margma

given the current climate this pride especially i feel i must mention that i love my trans friends, i stand with trans people in the fight against transphobic legislation and those who would enforce it, and this blog is not a good place for you to be if you do not vibe with that

happy pride to losers who get no bitches and stack no paper

I am so glad that I live in a world with trans women and trans men and nonbinary people and intersex people. Things are hard for all of us right now, but I love you all and I am wishing that things get better and easier for all of us! ❤️

Despite the immense joy that has filled our hearts and the delight we feel at the arrival of this new member of our family, we are deeply saddened by the situation of this child and how she will grow up and live her life in Gaza, which is facing genocide.

Gaza is not safe, and this child was born in the worst place in the world. It's not her fault that she's a child who doesn't understand or feel anything, but she was born in Gaza. This is not easy at all. Here, formula, diapers, and all baby supplies are incredibly expensive, even more so than food and drink, due to their scarcity.

I implore you to support me, my family, and this beautiful child who survived a genocide. Please give this child a gift; consider her one of your own. She deserves it just like any other child in the world. Please donate now.

Please share and help to give Masa and Iman and Nader's whole family a better future! every bit counts

touch-starvation needs to be written with emphasis on the starving part. you are hungry to be touched. so hungry that even the very taste of it makes you nauseous. it has been long since anything has ever touched you, ever fed you - that your body has grown more used to that gnawing emptiness more than anything else. it's better for you to be held, to eat but it makes you sick to try. you know

Are you free from your curse yet i miss you