anyone else have an extremely strong sense of identity and also no strong sense of identity at all because it changes constantly but each variation is like really pronounced. Im normal BTW and wont be seeiong a psychiatrist

What the fuck is that

Jabiru (Jabiru mycteria)

the worst part about grief is that it feels like the world should be horrendously earth shatteringly changed, and to an extent it IS but its also the same. to everyone else it's just another tuesday. the world moves on. you have to go grocery shopping.

not to be controversial but respect trans women or die by my sword

and my bow

And my axe

And my daggers

And my rapier and matchsticks.

And my kitchen knife

and my hands

And my aro beam

And my Horrors

And at least one weapon

And my cross

and my rifle.

And my SCPs

and my scythe

and my cane

AND MY GOATS

And my spear

and my sapphic pages

and my (extremely cool) greatsword

And my 12 gauge

and my gasoline fires

And my bite

And my paper cuts

And my soup

and my artillery gun

And my spatula

And MY spatula

and my

and my screws

and my uterus

and my medieval vase

and your mum

and my fires of hell

And autism.

And my sickness..god damn if hurt hurts…

And my fists

And my kettlebells!

And my anvil i drop on the x you’re standing on.

And my steel chair

and my netherite sword

and my IRL sword that I desperately need to remodel at some point

and my SHOTGUN!

And the void

AND MY IMAGINATION

and my

BEANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

guy with dissociative amnesia voice: yeah i just don't think i have any sort of amnesia with the dissociation. i would remember if i was forgetting something

And like who the fuck is this guy [gestures to reflection in mirror alone in bathroom

not many people know this but when talking about your multiple pronoun-using friend you build up a combo meter for every subsequent unique pronoun you use

object show where humans and objects coexist in the same world. but not in like a bfdi way where the humans are stick figures . the humans are like real humans of earth and objects to them are like facinating little animals

Sheets, towels, PILLOWS (omg REPLACE YOUR PILLOWS), socks, doormats, tea towels, bras, cutlery (sometimes)

A while ago the handle broke off a bottle of cleaning solution, and I spent multiple cleaning sessions painstakingly trying to line up the broken nub with the place it's supposed to press and juust managing to get it to spray. Recently I remembered I can pour the stuff into a new empty spray bottle from the dollar store! Wow!

I don't understand how cis people obsessed with gender norms think trans people are the weird ones. they're going around believing that your name has to correlate to your genitals. your fashion has to correlate to your genitals. your behaviours have to correlate to your genitals. your hobbies have to correlate to your genitals. who you date has to correlate to your genitals. whether you can put sparkles on your eyelids or not has to correlate to your genitals. and then people like me go "hmm. I might not do that. maybe I'll just do what feels fun and okay instead" and they LOSE their MINDS

it has always been a dream of mine to relax

it has always been a dream of mine to relax

it has always been a dream of mine to relax