laziest baker ever

it’s genuinely fucking absurd that cis people have any goddamn say at all on trans healthcare

My understanding is that gender affirming care is elective and not necessary to be considered trans, while Diabetes can and does kill people

beautiful women will be like “i baked a cake” and you will say “oh ? what flavour is it” and they say well its a honey rosewater apricot pistachio cardamom vanilla fig jam earl grey poppyseed orange blossom extra virgin olive oil chiffon sponge soaked in raspberry elderflower champagne lipgloss pomegranate matcha ginger blueberry cherry blossom magnolia petal almond passionfruit persimmon syrup with whipped amalfi lemon limoncello ricotta goats cheese honeycomb black pepper bergamot lemon thyme lemon balm rosemary chantilly whipped cream cream cheese feta cheese italian meringue frosting . like ok. i want to spend the rest of my afternoons walking around inside your beautiful mind like a garden

basketball dracula isn't real dude he can't-- *sudden squeaking noises from the shadows*

*two pool toys having sex tumble by in the wind* oh thank god

*thunderous slam dunk noise*

disabled people are often in permacrisis

there's never enough money each month. there's always an unexpected illness. new symptoms pop up or old symptoms flare up. meds have to be managed always and refilled constantly and any refill has the opportunity to go wrong. any regular care has the opportunity to go wrong. any mistake can send your health spiralling. it's always "i just need to get through this bad patch" but as soon as one ends another begins. another crisis begins in the middle of the last crisis. managing one thing leaves another thing to be neglected until that becomes a major issue and has to be managed asap and the cycle starts anew over and over and over

the importance of being earnest gdrive link for anyone who missed it or wants to watch it again ✨

BLESS YOU OP. Reblogging for anyone else who (like me) was deeply sad about having missed it.

Crave her properly. Not just her body. That’s easy. Crave the way she smells when she’s close. The way her voice changes when she’s tired. The way the room feels different when she’s in it. Her little habits. Her mood. Her silence. Her company when nothing is happening and you still don’t want her to leave. Anyone can want access to a woman. Wanting her presence is where it gets dangerous.

It's always "stop harming yourself or we'll have to lock you up!!!" and never "what do you need to change to want to harm yourself less and how can we help you make some of these changes?" and that's why we're not getting anywhere

“my baby”, you had me at ‘my’.