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3 am from my patio
There is literally nothing worse than being left out and ignored by everyone you know until you don’t know anyone at all.
Oh my heart
#justiceformuslims
I love every single person who reblogged this
I don’t think people realize how much of an impact this kind of support can have, I don’t think everyone knows what these little things can mean to us.
It may just be me, I don’t know. But every single time I see this on my dash or on someone’s blog or anywhere else, I kind of just breathe a sigh of relief. That’s one more person who cares. That’s one more person who doesn’t hate me.
Because it means so much, especially when all the media is spewing out is that I’m a terrible person and no one wants people like me near them. It means so much because I’m tired of people who won’t sit next to me in class, or who choose to join the longer line at the grocery store because they don’t want to be beside me and my family. It means so much when I have to lift my head any time someone says the words Islam or Muslim because I’m scared that they’ll say something that’ll hurt, when I have to pay attention to the news because who knows what so and so is saying now, who knows which of my people are being attacked now, who knows what’s going to happen to me now.
It means so much because I’ve been given the idea that the world is against me. And a huge part of it may be, but at least I’ve been reminded that some of it, just a small group of people, acknowledges that I’m a person too. That people like me are just that, people.
Maybe it’s just me, I don’t know. But now you do, so thank you for believing that I’m human when so many people don’t.
Have a great day x
Go unfollow this blog all you want, I am reblogging this.Â
I am aware this does not follow this blog’s style, however, I find it necessary to reblog this
F O R Â T H E Â L O V E Â O F Â G O D, Â V O T E!
To All Menstruating Trans Boys
You are not less of a man for having a period
Reblog if you think being Genderfluid is valid.
I’m gonna write down your url if you reblog and put it in an envelope for my friend who’s going through a tough time and needs some reassuring.
Read about each victim of the Orlando Pulse shooting here. Remember their names, their faces, and their stories.
When you lowkey hurting inside but you gotta act like you chilling all the time.
I would just like to say fuck you to everyone who made me feel inadequate growing up and ruining my self esteem for years. You all suck and I’m glad I don’t talk to any of you any more.Â
I hate that I just get random impulses to apologize. What am I apologizing for? I have no fucking idea but I sure as hell am sorry.
WARNING!!!!! do NOT love me!!!! i am a huge disappointment!!’!!?
me talking about my mother: prefaces it by explaining how much i love her and how i understand why she’s the way she is, criticizes her in the mildest way possible, followed by stuff about how i understand and love her
me talking about my father: lmao fuck that guy
hey hi this is your daily reminder to leave girls the fuck alone when they’re working.
no, they’re not there for you, it doesn’t matter how attracted you are.
they’re there to work, let them work, don’t put them in an uncomfortable place.
Sometimes I worry maybe I’m the friend that no one likes but they all think everyone else likes me, so they all hide it, but then someone confesses they hate me, and everyone else agrees, and they team up to all stab me in the back 23 times at the Senate on the Ides of March
friends: what do you want to do? my brain: die me @ my brain: we can’t say that. these people don’t understand casual existential despair
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