#persoonal

It’s run day and I’m really nervous. Usually I have the “I don’t wanna” feeling but I’m not worried about it. Because I didn’t manage it for the first time last run I now am struggling a bit. I will go - I know I will but I’m full of dread. 

I’m going to this social event tomorrow and there will be a bunch of single lesbians there and Idk what to do I’m such a nervous wreck around new people ffadvavf

Sometimes you see a stranger's tumblr and they genuinely make a lot of good points written out in educational and thoughtful posts, but also they will just not shut up about whatever discourse is currently trending so you just have to sigh and move along.

I do love y'alls tenacity for looking at literally any (troubled) woman character in media and going "She is a tranny! She is one of us!!" and it's quite fun to engage in those headcanons, BUT once you spill over into going "This is the absolute and immutable truth, no one can ever claim otherwise!" despite the author never even hinting at this being a possibility, I think it might be time to stop.

But that is a thought i shouldn’t entertain for my own sanity. But i do so anyway. I always know what is best for me. But I like it when it hurts.

second sleepless night in a row