i just know everyone named chrissy/kris in 2022 wanted to kill themselves.
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@hypa-t1a
i just know everyone named chrissy/kris in 2022 wanted to kill themselves.
i dont want to do taxes. should i just kill mysel.
put me down where the greenery stings
isnt he…. Isnt he supposed to be….
when a moot changes their pfp i feel like a baby whose dad shaved his beard
i love all 16 of you <3 #obscure
Far away form the stench of the heavens?
Long ago yet to close to forever?
(This is a song reference because of your name and I'm trying to see if your name is a reference to the song or if I'm just brainrot Ted by my hyperfixations)
YESSSSSSS CAN YOU SMELL THE BURNING TEMPLES SWEPT AWAY BY RHYMES??? YOU ARE THE FIRST TO CATCH THIS I LOVE YOU.
may 28, 9:58 pm
I have multiple dead horses that I beat regularly
do i read that fic… do i write that fic… or do i write and submit that oc to that roleplay group tonight…. Hmmm
someone stop this madness i feel like a terrible friend
there's this specific grief that comes with being trans and hearing another trans person has died. because no matter how far away they were, it never feels distant, it feels communal. cellular. like someone reached into the wiring of your own body and cut a thread. trans people learn early on in their journey - often even before they begin transitioning - that survival is treated like a political statement. joy is political. transition is political. getting to exist long enough to become boring is political.
and now mourning is political, too.
i'm so sorry, murry foust. i keep thinking about how tired you must have been. how tired all of us are. how humiliating it is that even when we die alone, people still laugh and debate whether we deserved to live a happy, dignified life at all.
there are trans kids online right now learning your name – and the names of juniper blessing, lucas redbeard knapp, aleanna belcher, and davonta curtis – through grief. through fear. through that horrible, familiar ache of "that could've been me." and i hate that this is part of our inheritance from one another. not just chosen family and resilience and beauty – but memorials. vigils. apology letters to ghosts.
you deserved better. you deserved to grow old and live a happy, fulfilled life. all of us do. i promise we will keep fighting for our community to have a better future and we'll carry our lost siblings the whole way through.
WOKE BLAST!!!! 🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️EVERYONE DESERVES CLEAN WATER AND FOOD🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️🏳️🌈🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️🏳️⚧️EVERYONE DESERVES BODILY AUTONOMY ⚧️⚧️⚧️❤️SUPPORT ONE ANOTHER🎨🎨🎨DISCRIMINATION HAS NO PLACE IN THE WORLD🧑🏼❤️💋🧑🏿👩❤️💋👩👨🏿❤️💋👨🏿HUMAN RIGHTS👩🏽🦯➡️👩🏻🦼➡️🧑🏽🦽➡️EVERYONE DESERVES HEALTHCARE💪💪🏿💪🏾💪🏽💪🏼💪🏻🦾 WE DESERVE SUNSHINE
i think maybe it’s time to be put down
I want to write my fanfic <- isn’t writing my fanfic
Happy pride to these freaks (Pt. 1 [the revival])
do not forget the patron saint of these weeks that we celebrate ourselves proudly and openly in the streets
her name was Marsha P Johnson, and we have her to thank for so much.
remember, the first Pride was a riot, and she was one of the brave souls who endured it to help carve the path which so many of us walk today. she helped found several activist groups regarding LGBT safety and wellbeing. and she was absolutely radiant, too.
thank you, Marsha. we remember you.
We stan Marsha in this house