play stranger of paradise

And no one questions that this is exactly what we need to do in order to have more safe drivers on the road. No one questions that a child could want to know about and even desire how to operate a car someday, even if they are too young to do so now. No one even questions that sometimes kids even drive cars before 18.

he has no personality, I cannot think of any 3 ‘interests’ less interesting, which would be fine if he wasn’t also fucking evil

I JUST

KATIE TRIED TO SEND US COOKIES OUTTA THE GOODNESS OF HER HEART AND JUST

“OHHHH THESE COOKIES WERE SUPPOSED TO GO TO NEW JERSEY, PHIL? I THOUGHT YOU SAID

THE COOKIES ARE FINALLY ON THEIR WAY TO NEW JERSEY

GO COOKIES GO

@phantomrose96 @cupcakecreeper​ @homebeccer GET READY

@phantomrose96 @homebeccer @cupcakecreeper

holy fuCK HOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS GUYS

THE THRILLING CONCLUSION

also as a bonus visual here’s a rough approximation of these cookies’ journey

AND 

IT’S

IT’S

IT’S NOT AN OPTION IT’S NOT AN OPTION I CAN’T I-

No one said “hey let’s stop missending things to Nepal” they just said “let’s make a stamp for this” and called it a day.

queer, particularly trans representation hasn't come all that far in 20 years. maybe there's less blatant transphobia, but there sure as hell isn't any widespread positive representation. we have multiple generations of trans women and men who were only able to explore their identities during adolescence in online spaces. and kids today are being stripped of that.

I'm ADHD and have Idiopathic Hypersomnia and no one believed me. I used to fall asleep during class, not do my homework, be on my computer or phone a lot and I was just called lazy, I was "wasting my potential", I was probably secretly awake all night playing games, etc etc. I started having hypersomnia symptoms at 11, when puberty hit, and my mom told me the first time she realised I actually have an issue was when I was 18, when I barely managed to finish my high school diploma and had to take a course in the summer to catch up on the last subject. I left home at I think 7am every morning, got back home at 3pm and would just fall asleep while actively talking to my family about what I was studying. She was between jobs at the time and got to see how utterly exhausted I was even though I slept more than enough, ate well, etc.

EProper access to the internet helped me learn about executive dysfunction and how to handle it even before getting diagnosed and medicated, about what the fuck was wrong with me that made me so tired all the time and what I needed to do once I turned 18 to diagnose it, and finally found an answer at 22. I grew up feeling like I'm the problem, and helpless that things will ever get better. I thought I'll never be able to hold a job and live independently.

And I have autistic friends, friends with fibromyalgia, with Ehlers Danlos syndrome, etc. A lot of friends who just wouldn't know what they experience is real, treatable or diagnosable without the internet. Who wouldn't have a community without the internet.

It pains me to inform you all that we have found @transfaguette He unfortunately has passed on. Thank you to everybody who aided us, reposted, and had conversations with us to help find him. I wish I had better news to share.

He’s at rest now.

Please take care of yourselves and each other. You are loved, you are cared for, you are so much more important than you could ever realize.

Suicide Hotline 1-800-273-TALK

I never met him, I got here after his note, I never got the chance to meet him; but he is the reason I am who I am now.

I saw his note, and it shattered me, and I saw other transmasc people being bullied, and I couldn't just leave it, I can't let this happen again. I can't lose anybody knowing I could have done something. So now I'm fighting, because I could have been there for him, cause I can be there for others like him, because I will never forget I didn't grow fast enough to help.

Through him, through what he inspired me to do, through how he inspired me to grow, I met more transmasc people, as well as nonbinary and xenogender people. Through him, I realized that my gender and identity don't end at femininity, and I've grown as a person because of it, and I'm genuinely a happier and better person because of him.

I owe my identity to him, I owe my current activism to him, and I will damn well never forget him.

I never met him, I never spoke to him, but he changed my life, and I've been hoping beyond all hope that he was still alive so I could tell him that. I'm grateful for him. I'm grateful he lived. I hope there's something, anything, out there for him.