GOD MADE TRANS PEOPLE FOR THE SAME REASON HE MADE GRAPES BUT NOT WINE WHO ARE WE TO DENY THIS DIVINE ALCHEMY OF THE SELF?
daniel lavery, “something that may shock and discredit you”
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@basicallyalwaysdeadinside
GOD MADE TRANS PEOPLE FOR THE SAME REASON HE MADE GRAPES BUT NOT WINE WHO ARE WE TO DENY THIS DIVINE ALCHEMY OF THE SELF?
daniel lavery, “something that may shock and discredit you”
I miss you.
I can't stop thinking about you.
Giving you indefinite space feels like a black hole
I want to help you so badly, i want to make you happy and jesus, I love you.
I love you, I do.
I cant wrap my head around this
I didnt see it coming, at all
When did your "I love you, mercer" stop being real?
Why? I can change, i can listen and adapt
I can be myself but better
Thinking about our future hurts
There is no us in the future
If you no longer want it
How is there no us
What have I done to become unwanted?
God, it hurts.
into the sun
You are my eternal summer
My starry-eyed sunshine, a supernova lighting up the night
when your laughter echoes off my chest i can feel reflections of our future;so
when your lips touch mine i'm thrown forward so far and fast that i can taste the salty air surrounding our children's first sand castle
i love you, i love you, i love you
just as the waves love the shoreline
i'll never stop coming home to you.
“You are what you eat,” says the dietician solemnly as he looks out upon the corpses in the funeral home.
ive never felt gayer than when i listened to ribs- lorde for the first time rb if you agree
Opossums are nocturnal critters that may repel and disgust many, but they could be a important facto...
The face of a true hero
in the forest of our dreams, i’ll dance with you underneath the filtered moonlight.
we’ll slowdance to the symphony of rustling leaves and swaying trees,
moving in time with the beat of our hearts.
the universe is ever-expanding, and so is my love for you.
tears flow gently down my cheeks as i realize just how truly lovely you are.
i’m feeling things so intensely, i’m craving your touch
pull me closer and wrap your arms around me, dear
all i want is to be near your heart.
i have come to realize that i am missing pieces of myself. they're not holes in my soul but parts of the person im eventually supposed to be, like a puzzle with a handful of pieces missing or a half-built lego set. feeling like that of a child lost in a grocery store, wandering
i am not whole but they hold whats left of me together, they leak into every crack and crevice of my brokeness and when we're together i feel complete, almost.
my sleep paralysis demon be like
that moment when you get really empty and sad and you wanna talk to someone about it besides your therapist but you dont have friends and then you cry bc you consider your therapist a friend and then you scroll through your contacts looking for someone to talk to and then you realize that there is no one you can talk to who cares or even knows anything about you because the only reason people talk to you is because they like you physically and arent interested in forming friendships and you're really truly alone and no one checks up on you or texts you first or invites you to hang out or fucking talks to you except your ex that tried to kill you and you start crying again because you dont know how to deal with the piercing, crushing feeling of loneliness and existential dread so you make a tumblr post that exactly 2 (two) people will read and forget about in a day
the accuracy is killing me
i really am trying my best, yet
i'm still a failure
there's so many things i dont want to forget
but i have to, to regale her
why don’t you plant some lavender and when it blooms you can squeeze a leaf or two between your fingers and the smell will calm you down. how about you do that. bitch
sounds fun
not to be positive on main but sometimes things really are ok. sometimes you really will be happy and safe and warm. sometimes you really will be giggly and blushy and full of love. sometimes the night is chilly and your home is cozy and your tea is perfectly steeped and your phone lights up with a message from someone you love. sometimes life really is quite lovely.
things may be not okay as fuCk but they will be someday!