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"why didn't you show any signs of being trans"
cuz I knew I'd be punished? duh! like c'mon, boys aren't supposed to dress like girls or want to, I would have been reprimanded, don't pretend I wouldn't have.
"uh huh. and why didn't you say anything about this when you were in the infinitely precarious position of being a child with practically no rights surrounded by adults who could have and would have and maybe even did gaslight and discount and argue over and bully and emotionally or physically or sexually abuse you into complying with their ideas of who you ought to be? hmm? why didn't you mention this at the time in your life when nobody would have taken you seriously or believed that you are an honest and trustworthy narrator of your experiences & identity? huh? 🤡"
very fucking telling that BOTH transfem posters here are banned.
I know where it all went wrong, but I still ask myself where it all went wrong, hoping I'd get clarity by pleading. Hoping there's an explanation which hurts less.
you have been found guilty of faking a personality disorder for online clout now before we send in the venomous and homophobic snakes would you like your final bong hit to be alaskan thunderfuck or white yoda
Why are the snakes homophobic
cant afford woke snakes
A part of being an adult is living with regret and not allowing it to consume you. The older you get, the more mistakes you’ve made, opportunities you’ve missed, people you’ve disappointed. And every day you have to remind yourself to be kind and forgiving of yourself. You accept and love the you from the past and understand that it’s all a part of the process. Then you move on and live your best life, knowing now as old as you feel today, you’ll never be this young again.
sorry this was going to be a tags addition because I only get to use my coated pantone swatchbook like 6 times a year when i have a new enamel pin to design, but...
METALLIC GOLD PANTIES ????
I barely draw them but i love them dearly
hatsune miku tux paint doodle!
loves a rumour but love will die
bro get up what are you doing
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Having been to two (2) weddings as an adult, and having just encountered the concept of "no kids" weddings, I have to say that I find the idea just bafflingly weird?? Like how are you going to know what your niblings or cousins look like if you only see them once or twice a year and then you don't?? And how are they going to know who anyone is if they're not regularly set loose to mingle with the larger extended family, too?
The youngest person attending my friend's wedding was two weeks old. The most disruptive child activities that happened was this small human loaf occasionally mewling to announce "so anyway I am very small and I have been around for literally two weeks so I do not understand anything yet." The adult guests would just look at each other and the parents and nod understandingly. Like yeah, they do that. Someone's baby crying is just the sounds of life happening, it's a part of everything. That family headed back home soon after the ceremony and dinner, since naturally the only thing more exhausting than having a baby is being a baby.
Other than that, the kids were perfectly chill. I did not witness a single tantrum from a kid who was old enough to talk. There was no kids' table or separate "kids' food" meal prepared for them, or any separate space or activity to "keep the kids busy" while the grownups are talking. They were just there, and save for the meals were just set loose to do whatever discreet stealth mischief kids do, like a bunch of formally dressed ewoks.
(via @seasaltstarsstuff) After sunset when things started to loosen up at my uncle's second wedding - which I attended as a teenager, so not counting that one into the "as an adult" category - the kids found a frog in the garden, and getting excited about it, the bride got herself a flashlight and went with them. Searching for frogs with a flock of kids in the mossy, rocky yard. In her big white fluffy wedding dress. This was also her second marriage, and one of the kids in the flock was her own.
platonically shooting my friendshot hoping I don't get acquaintance-zoned
Random old finnish folklore I recall reading: The reason you have to close someone's eyes after they die, or cover their eyes with a cloth if you can't, is because the spirit of the newly passed is still in the body and even though it can't move the eyes anymore, it can still see. You must avoid making eye contact with the dead body, because the soul of the newly dead is scared to go alone, and is looking for someone to come with them. If you lock eyes with the corpse, you will be the next to die.
...So is the second corpse still hazardous, then, or are they fine since they have the first one for company?
I must confess I don't really know about the more exact details of the undead buddy system.
apologies Etsy witches, I was unfamiliar with your game
you can call me an asshole, but... a pro gun nut telling someone he's debating to "prove me wrong" about gun rights and immediately getting shot in the neck, bleeding out, and dying...
uh.
god has a wicked sense of humor.