fuuuuck i just realized that the future idealized version of myself cant exist without current me being the catalyst for change and doing hard things. has anybody heard about this

the trolley problem except the guy tied to one set of tracks is your friend and someone you trust and one of the few people in the world that you genuinely like and he's begging for his life and he's saying that you're murdering him and he's screaming and clawing and running like a wild animal. on the other set of tracks is every living thing on the planet. its a no brainer, obviously. but he will still scream. this happened to my good friend eva stratt

I’m obsessed with final forms. THE SYMBOLISM OF YOUR ACTIONS/PERSONALITY HAS BECOME A PART OF YOUR PHYSICAL SELF. ( AND NOW YOURE A MONSTER.)

Gooseworx is stronger than me because if my introspective transgender theme narrative about identity and accepting your circumstances was infiltrated by media iliterate 12 year olds who treated my work like it was fnaf and said my self insert of me at my worst was literally the worst person who deserved nothing but the worst and could not recover ever i would actually fucking explode. I would kill people. How does she do it.

wound dressings and bandages are lingerie for the enlightened pervert

pulling yourself up by your strap-on or whatever they say

Overheard a 13 yr old explaining how jax was a trans lesbian to his dad at amc today

she could have just been the journal keeper she could have had a simple straightforward title or role like the other birds but no she’s lonely too. it’s so important that she is lonely. she’s been lonely forever. and I’m fine it’s fine i’m feeling so fucking normal about it