Ideas are cooking for my pride outfit.
Oh boy have I pissed off the transphobes with this one.
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Ideas are cooking for my pride outfit.
Oh boy have I pissed off the transphobes with this one.
Before Sunrise (1995) dir. Richard Linklater
She had tricked him. She had made him leave his old self behind and come into her world, and then before he was really at home in it but too late to go back, she had left him stranded there — like an astronaut wandering about on the moon. Alone.
BRIDGE TO TERABITHIA (2007) dir. Gábor Csupó
being attracted to someone’s voice is a real thing i swear
Boss is asleep, cannot stop me from frogposting
First like and this has already found its intended audience
uh oh
REFROGGING NOW THERE IS NO WAY ANYONE WILL STOP MEH
ALWAYS REFROG
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they hate me for my ardent refusal to accept cruelty as the status quo
online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.