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Possibly the greatest r/malelivingspace post of all time
My contender
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unfortunately very true. Doing Better does not always mean never being upset or never being triggered or never having trouble. often Doing Better means experiencing those things and being able to keep going/cope healthily/move on. if you’re in a bubble with no sensation, if you’re numbing yourself out, that’s not what recovering really is. it won’t help you have a happier life it’ll just make your world smaller and smaller until you can’t fit anywhere anymore. gotta learn to make peace with the hard stuff too, that’s the only way to keep going
oops I accidentally separated myself emotionally from everyone to avoid feeling any bad feelings & it worked but at the expense of my sense of connectedness and belonging
hooooly fucking shit I founds the most shark plush ever
like you all cannot even be prePARED
like what the fuck. how is he shaped like that
you cannot even undersTAND
I bet you think you have some semblance of an inkling of an iota of an idea of what this shark plush looks like but I promise that you are incorrect
Does anyone else even DESERVE to see him is humanity even ready is humanity even worthy
literally oh my god his face. his eyes. his shape.
are you ready. are you even ready
absolutely shaped
mutual reblogged my post which means they still love me 10002992 healed 383782728272 revived
every time i open up tumblr this post has more notes what the fuck is happening
People reblog this from their mutuals to show love
no for real like sit over there and drink your little beverage and stay tf out of the way let me cook
Is that…… them
YALL THERES MORE TO THE SERIES
Sploaf
i think i may have accidentally gotten my roommate into petplay
our landlord was coming over and he was worried he would find out we have pets. so i JOKINGLY told him to put a collar on and the landlord would think any pet stuff we forgot to put away was for him. and he did it. HALF JOKINGLY HALF BECAUSE HE REALLY LOVES HIS DOG.
when the landlord came over and saw my roommate he looked extremely uncomfortable so we played it up. a lot. on the bright side he didn't say a thing about having any animals other than my roommate in here so we continued to do it every time he came round but i dont think it's a joke for my roommate anymore
NEW "AND THEY WERE ROOMATES" AU JUST DROPPED
so many of the transfems i know spent their time pre-transition performing a kind of lifelong exercise in self-deprivation, the goal of which was to find out exactly how little a person needed to live. they starved themselves, dressed carelessly, shunned friends, and hollowed themselves out so as not to be burdens on anyone but themselves.
i see it now, too, in the girls around me. i'll ask if they want care – a home-cooked meal, relaxed company, sex without the expectation of reciprocation – and they say no, no, thank you, i don't need it; what would you like, what do you want, because in their head they're still doing that awful calculus, still training themselves to disappear in the eyes of the people around them.
i don't think i'd have died without transition – not in the conventional sense, at least – but to take that leap, i had to stop thinking of myself as a human experiment in fuel-efficient living and start nurturing the anemic, atrophied flame of desire in my heart. i had to learn to eat well, to exercise, to style myself beautiful, but harder than that, i had to learn to ask the people around me to work on my behalf in order to enrich my life and give me the things i wanted.
and i did it; i learned. and it was agony, but courage is a muscle you can train, and every day i get better at accepting gifts with the hungry gratitude i never learned in my years and years as a sad, scared, lonely boy.
so be patient with the trans girls in your life. better than that: be proactive, attentive, generous; be forceful, if you have to, and learn to distinguish real discomfort from the terrified reflex of self-denial that so many of us once learned to rely on.
and if you are so lucky as to love a trans girl, you must insist upon her. you must insist upon her happiness, her comfort, her pleasure, and her rest, because she may still not yet know how to make those demands for herself. if you can devote any amount of energy to becoming an engine that nurtures the flame of even a single tgirl then there is a place for you in trans heaven, which as far as i'm concerned is the only one worth going to
i love this fucking post. just thousands of deeply and profoundly wounded people in the notes recognizing their past and present selves in a picture of self-abnegation, ignorance, and despair. some are weary, some are shocked, some are hopeful; all have tried at some point to make themselves disappear. they failed, and must now work thanklessly to undo a lifetime of shame and starvation in favor of the happiness, abundance, and pleasure which is their birthright.
so many of my siblings, especially those who are awaiting or beginning transition, step into transgender life as fragile, apathetic beings who have spent their lives being coerced, beaten, and tricked into winnowing themselves to nothing, doing the work of the murderers for them, because they have been taught to believe that trans people deserve to live suspended, half-dead lives as punishment for their abhorrence.
they do not. you do not.
if you put your thoughts in the tags or the notes on this post, whether they were hopeful, despairing, reminiscent, or terrified, know that i have read it, and i love you. keep fighting.
hrt is effectively a vaccine against suicidal ideation. it doesn’t prevent it, but it definitely makes it harder to overtake you.
why must clothes tear when you wear them repeatedely? love should make you stronger