batman underwater

There is supposed to be a place where no one can reach you. Traditionally, the home, but now we settle for the ocean, the airplane, the summit of a mountain, the middle of a lake, the shower, the womb, the grave

fully sober in the club googling iliad full text

#“get more transfeminist” 🚨🚨ZERO SUM BELIEVER ALERT!!!!!🚨🚨 THIS MOTHERFUCKER THINKS THERE'S A LIMITED AMOUNT OF PIE (🥧)!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[ID: A filtered screenshot of a post that reads "Can y'all quit reblogging from trans mens rights folks & putting the shit they post on my dash. It's so easy to check the tags on the original post & see they're tagged transandrophobia & transmisandry. Enough! Get more transfeminist." End ID]

sometimes when I get mad online I have remind myself that the coolest and most reasonable friend I have doesn’t know who dril is and asked me to explain what the acronym “MCU” stands for, because she spends most of her free time watching documentaries about industrial disasters with her girlfriend and going to quarries to collect rocks together. a better world is possible and it’s out there right now

Shout out to my mom who explains my transition as "Having a daughterpillar turn into a Boyterfly". It doesn't erase the fact I was an adorable little girl, and also affirms my gender now. I love my mother.

@kartasto

It’s just me and my stupid clit against the fucking world

get in loser we’re gonna try again despite it all

open tumblr, see something that pisses me off, write a snarky post, delete it, write a slightly more earnest post, edit it for 5 minutes, delete it, close tumblr

“everyone is mad at me and they just won’t tell me” —> “no one has said anything about being mad at me and i haven’t done anything to warrant being mad at so if someone is silently fuming about me and not saying anything that’s their problem and actually quite weird of them and i can effortlessly move on with my life”

this took SUCH a huge deal of unlearning because, like so many of you, i came out of a home where being quietly in trouble WAS the default state, and i DID grow up not just with the assumption but borderline religious conviction that Everyone Is Mad At Me, I Am Bad, I Must Exist In A Constant State of Attempting to Pacify The Natural Rage I Inspire In Everyone. and no it actually turns out that my family are the freaks . and yours are too

Well, well, well. If it isn't the consequences of someone else's actions that I am directly impacted and severely affected by