So I guess maybe I'll come back to this account because I don't have the energy to try and get into my other account..

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@librenana
So I guess maybe I'll come back to this account because I don't have the energy to try and get into my other account..
Even after 2 forced abortions, I'm still pro choice. If not more.
A woman's body is her own fucking business.
Now that a week has passed I will say... having two grown men physically fight over/about you is genuinely terrifying.
So my safe, private place is not safe and private. It hasn't been for a long time. Sadly, I'm gonna need to abandon this blog. Bye, guys.
someone teach me how to draw bears
Like this
i am a gay man unfortunately. this is still very sweet
this technique will work regardless of sexuality, don’t worry
i wish I knew how to communicate my feelings better. Seems like when ever I do, I fuck up and mix my words to a point that makes the other not understand what I'm saying. I'm tired of hurting others and my own heart
My fiance has been extremely sick for over a week now. I'm doing what I usually do when a person I love is sick/in pain and I'm taking care of him.
Today we found out he has pneumonia, he wants us to go stay at his parents place for a few days. I told him I would meet him there after I clean the apartment. He told me, "you don't have to do that... We can do that when I'm feeling better." My response was, "yeah, but it would also feel better coming home to a clean apartment."
After a moment of him just looking at me with genuine appreciation he told me how much he loves and appreciates me. I wasn't sure how to respond because I've never been so genuinely thanked for.... Being a caregiver, I guess.
He's on antibiotics now, so I'm hoping he'll start feeling like himself. It's been rough seeing a man who loves to dance, sing, joke and laugh loudly, be bed ridden with little to no voice.
anyone else live under the assumption that they’re constantly doing something wrong
Majestic
twitter’s doing pretty good i think
A comic to try and sort through some difficult feelings about being an artist and a reminder to not forget who you are.