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*Peter suddenly appears in the space ship*

Someone: *is late*

UPDATE

I’ll always reblog hero rats!

“I forget how I am shaped. My hips meet walls, my shoulders scrape corners, my forehead shakes hands with every low doorframe. I shimmy a loaned gold dress over my head, fabric cool like water and soft like something crudeness could spoil. I think the mirror will show me dress-up, beginnings, but I turn and see there’s no growing-into left to be done. Someone’s mother’s palm-soft dress ripples and tautens and I am grown. At some point the routine maintenance of my sense of self fell to the wayside–or maybe I was never keeping track to begin with. As a kid, I dreamed I was a worried rabbit, ten-thousand feet tall, someone’s brother. Nowadays, I dream I am nothing, wind, watching. I know how little respect I command as girl, but it will take time yet for me to find myself in the contours of woman.”

Since so many “tiger rescues” aren’t really rescues at all, I did some googling on this one. 

SOS I told the girl I like that I want a butch gf and she said "I'm butch" and I got really flustered and went to go make dinner for us (bc I'm at her place tonight)