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Janaina Medeiros

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@izzyspint
The men she gets.
One hopes for fun jokes,
And little tittle tattles from men who puff smoke.
Instead, She copes with rough blokes
And bigger trigger fibbers who buys thighs and sniff coke.
Arguments
Lips spit and drip thick,
A lacquer over instinct.
Both birds battle over memories that live sick.
Cafufuls in a duffle bag.
unzip and hunt for truffles lad,
the smell could burn a couple fags.
Please stop.
If anyone thinks my poetry is either good or cringe or whatever i would totally love feedback by the way x
I hope this tranny titillates.
Two bodies stumble over toes.
I hope the numbness passes.
I hope our lips meet wet.
And I hope this tranny titilates, just like the ‘normal, natural women’ you’ve bed.
Moments wash over my fingers unnoticed,
Can I puppeteer a nerve?
Can I serve myself to your gaze?
Can you feel the hairs on my cheek?
And Does a faggot like me deserve this luxury?
An orgasm tarnished, a second coat of varnish on my eyes.
Every host has a vessel, and every leisure can lie assured that Cooperation isn’t always on the cards.
I’ve started writing poetry as a way of getting good at writing lyrics, so look forward to seeing some of that every so often.
I just released a new song. It’s available for download on bandcamp: https://izzyspint.bandcamp.com ^ a link if anyone wants to show their support. On another note I think i’m going to start using tumblr more often.
BACK ONCE AGAIN WITH THE ILL BEHAVIOUR
Hello, i haven’t seen you folks in a while.
Just abuse things
- “IM SORRY IM SORRY IM SORRY!!” - “you arent mad at me right? Oh my god you are! IM SORRY” - “is this my for me? Can I use this? Can I drink this? Can I-” - “pls help me make this decision for me” - “do what you please!!!” “What if that makes everyone mad at me” -studying people intensely because you are afraid you might do something that will make them mad - Saying something in a tone louder than usual and feeling like this is your last day alive - low self stem - feeling mentally and emotionally exhausted after expressing any sort of feeling and crying right after that - when someone talks or does something in an attitude thats not usual from them and Knowing That It’s Your Fault - “i dont deserve this why are you doing this for me” - not knowing the difference between a joke, sarcasm, and passive aggressive speech - unhealthily clinging to anyone who’s remotely nice to you - not knowing what to say NEVER - not knowing how to react to compliments, nice words, genuine care or anything like that and feeling incredibly sick at the thought of someone genuinely loving you - Crying. - having to explain every single movement and word you do and say to literally anyone - being really good at lying and pretending as a survival strategy - Not living, surviving. - calculating and overthinking everything you do and say, the time you say it, how you say it, the expression you have when you say it, your voice tone…everything - getting panic attacks over the tiniest things - unhealthily clinging to fictional characters and shows - lack of energy to do anything because you use a lot of effort in every single movement you do - “im useless” - when someone compliments you on something and you needing to be Perfect at it because then you dont have any reason to live - intrusive thoughts - Perfectionism - Over sensitiveness - “It’s my fault.” - not knowing how to react about criticism - Isolation - getting startled when someone touches you - being hyperaware of your surroundings and at the same time having no time and space perception - believing everything everyone says - Feeling like any day is your last day
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How many other Trans women only feel like they’ve been alive the past few years/ can only remember the past few years and feel kinda like someone else’s history got stapled onto their life last minute?
I’m personally really struggling with this rn
Hmm. There are a couple v. obvious reasons for this for me but so it’s interesting to see that other people feel similarly.
I def feel like I was living someone else’s life before transition
THANK YOU! Holy shit I’ve been feeling like this for the past 3 years and no one I have talked to has really been able to understand what I mean, let alone say they’ve experienced it as well!
I’m seriously really happy to see this post just because I don’t feel completely alone or insane now!
For more information, it feels like I have either only been alive for the past 3 years or I can only remember those past 3 years. It feels like the person I was before was someone else literally and one day he kinda disappeared and I got thrown into his life having to make the best out of the situation.
I have all of his memories but they do not feel like my own and I’m just remembering a movie I watched a long time ago.
Let people grow.
When I was younger I was very right-wing. I mean…very right-wing. I won’t go into detail, because I’m very deeply ashamed of it, but whatever you’re imagining, it’s probably at least that bad. I’ve taken out a lot of pain on others; I’ve acted in ignorance and waved hate like a flag; I’ve said and did things that hurt a lot of people.
There are artefacts of my past selves online – some of which I’ve locked down and keep around to remind me of my past sins, some of which I’ve scrubbed out, some of which are out of my grasp. If I were ever to become famous, people could find shit on me that would turn your stomach.
But that’s not me anymore. I’ve learned so much in the last ten years. I’ve become more open to seeing things through others’ eyes, and reforged my anger to turn on those who harm others rather than on those who simply want to exist. I’ve learned patience and compassion. I’ve learned how to recognise my privileges and listen to others’ perspectives. I’ve learned to stand up for others, how to hear, how to help, how to correct myself. And I learned some startling shit about myself along the way – with all due irony, some of the things I used to lash out at others for are intrinsic parts of myself.
You wouldn’t know what I am now from what I was then. You wouldn’t know what I was then from what I am now.
It distresses me deeply to think of someone dredging up my dark, awful past and treating me as though that furiously hateful person is still me. It distresses me to see others dredging up the past for anyone who has made efforts to become a better person, out of some sick obsession with proving they’re “problematic.”
Purity culture tells you that once someone says or does something, they can never go back on it. That’s a goddamn lie. While it’s true that some remain unrepentant and never change their ways and continue to harm others, it’s important to allow everyone the chance to learn from their mistakes. Saying something ignorant isn’t murder. Please stop treating it that way. Let people grow.
Still call it out and question it ….
Bruh. No. Listen. Call out what people do now, absolutely. If they haven’t changed, call them out on their record. This post is explicitly not about people who HAVEN’T changed. What this post IS saying is, if someone is making an effort to be a good person, don’t go digging around in their past for evidence that they were once for what they’re now against, or once against what they’re now for, as “proof” of what they “really think,” because people’s opinions and beliefs can change.
The obsession with finding shit in someone’s past and then claiming that a questionable or even sordid past negates all possibility of a good present needs to become extinct. Gold-star activism and purity culture are bullshit and we need to collectively reject the fuck out of them.
If someone has changed for the better, don’t harass them about what they were like before they fuckin’ changed. That’s shitty and it needs to stop.