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i hate how people make depression seem like an aesthetic or some shit because i feel so empty all the time and you’re telling me that’s how you want to feel? you want to feel like your constantly nowhere and like your bone ache tired? i think to some degree i played into it as well through making jokes and like somewhat exaggerating how i actually felt but i think this is because of the amount of people that make this an aesthetic. I realize this is so ironic tho cuz in writing this in the literal app that started the whole thing to begin with …

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love this sm

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was talking to my gf about my fear of dying young for being trans and my mom putting my deadname on my gravestone, and she said "i hope that never happens, but if it does, i will carve your name into your grave myself if i have to." and i think theres something extremely raw about that sentiment and trans community in general. you can kill only our bodies, but you cant kill transsexuality

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One day my body will float,

float and fly away from the stem that I've grown from.

One day my body will travel to a different beginning,

attempting to pollinate and connect in order to be reborn.

One day my body will no longer wake up in the same house I've learned to hold my breath and keep secrets.

Secrets I am far too tired to keep inside,

my tongue rotting and dying every lie I withhold.

One day my tongue will dance happily and reveal all that I have kept within.

The lies that have made my body grow into a temple of made up words and amalgamations of other people's expectations.

One day the wind will become a safety net that I will no longer be afraid of,

billowing and burning in my lungs where each breath reminds me that I have made it.

That one day , there will be a future for the weed that I come from.

Moving- poem by me from so long ago

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after reading solitaire i literally have never felt more inclined to use tumblr

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realest thing i’ve seen on tumblr all day

having audio processing issues is so humiliating like yeah i heard you and yeah i was actively listening but the problem is i dont know what the fuck you sayed

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meowmeowmoewmoewmeowmeowmoememeememmeowwwwwwwww

meowwwww meowwwwww

( all of this is sang in an angelic voice btw)

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merp derp i feel bad that i keep making everyone close to me go away i don’t like it but i don’t want to hurt people aaaaaaaaaaaaaa

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so the therapy thing was actually the worst idea i have ever had and this woman is so shit 😁😁 yippie

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i hate how much i relate to charlie. Why do i have to relate to charlie’s worse moments it’s so sad but i know that i can’t do anything like him and get help like him

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TORI SPRING: SOLITAIRE

"I think you should know that I make up a lot of stuff in my head and then get sad about it." Tori Spring, played by Jenny Walser

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Hi 👋, My name is Mohammad, and I’m reaching out in a moment of desperate need. I’m a father of three young children living in Gaza, and we are caught in the midst of a catastrophic war. Our home is no longer a safe haven, and the future here seems increasingly uncertain. 💔

I’ve launched a fundraising campaign with the goal of raising $60,000 to relocate my family to a safer place where my children can grow up in peace and have a chance at a brighter future.

Unfortunately, my previous fundraising efforts were abruptly halted when my account was terminated without explanation. However, I remain determined to keep fighting for my family’s safety and well-being. 🫶

If you could take a moment to read our story, consider donating, or simply share our campaign with others, it would make an incredible difference. Every act of kindness, no matter how small, brings us one step closer to safety and a new beginning. 🙏

Thank you for your time, compassion, and support. ❤️‍🩹

https://gofund.me/fd1faea2 🔗

please support this!!!

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GOD seeing oliver spring in the show made me tear up so hard. like, in another universe we are still family. in another universe i still love you, i still play mario kart with you. in another universe i still hug you when i see you

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i’m alive and getting better yippie. I started going to therapy and now i feel so less depressed and like i can actually breathe. don’t know if anyone cares but i can’t tell people irl about it so im happy i can still use tumblr for this :3

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when does it start getting easier to grow up living like a lie to ur family and having to wake up every day being the very existence of what you’ve been told to hate. I see more and more reasons why i look like a girl every day and i feel like ill legit never pass even if i sometimes do there are so many days i don’t. I wish i was accepted and that my life was easy like all the other trans ppl i see on media with queer teens having nice parents or still living as themselves even if their parents don’t accept it but i just don’t have the guts and im so scared.

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jesus no

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Ode to transsexuality

To be transsexual is to be the way that the flowers grow,

to be able to live as a constant reminder that growing is meant to happen.

To be transsexual is to be able to show that the fruit, once hard and dull; can ripen and open up a world of sweet and succulent flavours native to only oneself.

Oh, to be transsexual is a gift;

it is to bear both the fruit and the mud that those have grown to hate,and be able to love them back without fear.

To be transsexual is to be able to truly live as God's design ; to learn how to construct and raise yourself out of the blueprint He once created.

It is to truly understand the way the caterpillars cocoon and the way the dandelions grow.

It is to learn that the constant bloodied knees and tear stained hands in form of prayer is not the way to salvation ,

That salvation can only arrive once the baptism of true acceptance can overcome you.

That soon the blood and the tears from the constant begging will mix and form the wine that you once came from.

The true divinity of life is to be able to constantly participate in its creation—

And God is it trans.

Note - I use the word transsexual in this poem due to the fact that it is how i view myself and accept myself the most as, accepting myself as transsexual and not being afraid to use that term has greatly impacted my works and how i have felt about myself.

Also idk if anyone will read this but poems coming soon again!!