Your pronouns and orientations are not "too complicated" and they never will be. Humans are naturally complex creatures. Happy pride, be yourself in whatever way you can.

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Your pronouns and orientations are not "too complicated" and they never will be. Humans are naturally complex creatures. Happy pride, be yourself in whatever way you can.
I swear to gxd once I reconnect with this friend on discord I am deleting Tumblr. Nice app, mostly great people, but fuck it's terrible for our mental health. Especially for our fictives and Introjects, especially those who have source trauma. /Srs
I leave front for a few months and this is what happens /lh
God is a 11 year old closeted transmale with repressed childhood trauma and I am his edgy vent OC
nooo mutual nooooo donât reblog that yet, i havenât edited out my spelling mistakes on basic words
what do you want?
you ask the girl with pink hair and a torn coat, and she says âclosure.â
you ask the boy with a shaven head and two toned eyes, and he says âcompanionship.â
you ask the fox with white-streaked hair, and he says âacceptance.â
you ask the king with blank eyes and a shining crown, and they say âto help.â
you ask the winged boy with a scar over his eye and a beanie, and he says âfreedom.â
you ask the sheep wearing a pirateâs coat, and she says âpeace.â
you ask the warden with green hair, and he says âsafety.â
you ask the demon wearing a bleached coat, and he says âlove.â
you ask the pig wearing a royalâs garb, and he says âequality.â
you ask the short boy with antennae and bee wings, and he says âsecurity.â
you ask the man with torn wings in a green cape, and he says âunity.â
you ask the boy with messy hair and a red shirt, and he says ârest.â
you ask the hybrid boy wearing a suit slightly too small, and he says âa home.â
what do you want?
you ask the faceless man in the prison of his own design.
he laughs at you.
âcontrol.â
Op I love this a lot but I felt like one correction was appropriate
HEY HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE FUNNIEST BITCH IN THE REBLOGS
we got another comedic genius in the replies
you guys have to stop being funnier than me in the replies
So, so true
fuckers keep being funnier than me on my angsty poem canât have shit in the dsmp fandom
you gotta up ur game op
believe me i was not planning to be out comedy-d on an somber poem i wrote on a whim two months ago
YOU. YOURE MY FAVOURITE.
welcome to the dream smp
Im still so sad over them
I am so sad
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what do you want?
you ask the girl with pink hair and a torn coat, and she says âclosure.â
you ask the boy with a shaven head and two toned eyes, and he says âcompanionship.â
you ask the fox with white-streaked hair, and he says âacceptance.â
you ask the king with blank eyes and a shining crown, and they say âto help.â
you ask the winged boy with a scar over his eye and a beanie, and he says âfreedom.â
you ask the sheep wearing a pirateâs coat, and she says âpeace.â
you ask the warden with green hair, and he says âsafety.â
you ask the demon wearing a bleached coat, and he says âlove.â
you ask the pig wearing a royalâs garb, and he says âequality.â
you ask the short boy with antennae and bee wings, and he says âsecurity.â
you ask the man with torn wings in a green cape, and he says âunity.â
you ask the boy with messy hair and a red shirt, and he says ârest.â
you ask the hybrid boy wearing a suit slightly too small, and he says âa home.â
what do you want?
you ask the faceless man in the prison of his own design.
he laughs at you.
âcontrol.â
Op I love this a lot but I felt like one correction was appropriate
HEY HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE FUNNIEST BITCH IN THE REBLOGS
we got another comedic genius in the replies
you guys have to stop being funnier than me in the replies
So, so true
fuckers keep being funnier than me on my angsty poem canât have shit in the dsmp fandom
you gotta up ur game op
believe me i was not planning to be out comedy-d on an somber poem i wrote on a whim two months ago
YOU. YOURE MY FAVOURITE.
welcome to the dream smp
white people, iâm going to need you to change the way you react to poc calling you out on racism, or telling you not to say something because itâs racially inappropriate:
apologize and do better, but donât repeatedly apologize and put it on the poc to forgive you over and over again
donât make it personal. donât make this about how youâre Oh So Socially Awkward and treat this as a form of social rejection. retract statements, decide to do better in the future, and move on
in the context of online spaces, if a mutual calls you out on racism, donât go crying all over the dash about how worthless and stupid you are etc etc and making yourself the victim. this is especially rude when your mutual of color can see it!!
whether intentional or not, repeatedly bringing the incident up where the poc who called you out can see it - is a form of guilt tripping. donât do that
donât make excuses. yes, you did something wrong. no it does not mean you are irredeemable garbage and that the poc who called you out hates you and doesnât want to be friends anymore. again, Do Not treat this as a form of social rejection. it cheapens what happened and what couldâve been a fruitful lesson on being better about race becomes about your white tears
People who love cold weather are fucking weird. You like to freeze? You like to shiver?? You like when you take a step outside and the air stings your skin???
people who like warm weather travel by running and belly flopping so they can slide on their own sweat like some kind of fucked up combination of an evil warm penguin and an evil slug
âYouâre Not a Good Writer.â
I once received a DM comprised of just that sentence. Nothing else. No constructive criticism or any reason as to why this person clearly agreed with my own view of myself.
For someone who has never told anyone in their real life that they write anything, reading something like this from an anonymous user only solidified in my mind the fact that this person was right.
Iâm not a good writer.
After an embarrassing amount of minutes passed, in which I thought about deleting every story I ever posted, I decided to delete the message instead. Unfortunately, that didnât mean I could delete the feelings it caused or change the fact that Iâm not a good writer.
Two weeks went by and I didnât write anything, let alone post. Then I received a comment on a story I had posted three years prior, one Iâd written after a death in our family. The comment read, âThank you for sharing this heartfelt story. I really needed this. I just lost my mom and this really got me today.â
I stopped thinking about being a good writer after that. I thought instead, âwhat if I had deleted my stories and that one person three years later hadnât read it that day?â
Hereâs what I realized: no one is a good writer.
Good means to be approved of, but stories arenât created from approval. Theyâre built from life experiences, feelings, and emotions Therefore, the impact of anyoneâs story isnât good or bad. Itâs a million other things.
Heartfelt.
Sad.
Funny.
Inspiring.
Romantic.
So to all the story writers out there, hold your head up, write what is in your heart, and never doubt that there isnât at least one person out there that needs to read your story.
So, no.
Weâre not good writers, but why would we want to be?
Holy shit did I need to read this today
Never doubt that there isnât at least one person out there that needs to read your story.
And if that person is just yourself, thatâs okay too. I mean it, literally the only reason I started writing is that no one was writing what I wanted to read, and let me tell you, my writing may be a mess, but itâs a lot of fun for me to read. :)
Please write. Please. Even if you think no one else wants to read what you have to write, do it anyway. Even if it feels like youâre the only person who will want to read it, write it. My writing is so much better and so much easier when I write for me. If other people like it too, that is a very uplifting feeling. It makes me happy to see the awesome comments people leave on my writing. But at the end of the day, I didnât write those stories for anyone but myself, and I am happier having done it.
Please, donât stop writing. Donât compare to other people, because weâve all got difference styles and experiences and voices. Your voice cannot be anyone elseâs because it is yours. Donât silence yourself for the people who just want to tear you down.
Write, and never feel bad for doing it. Even the stuff you wrote years ago that doesnât reflect how you write anymore. Accept it for what it is and where you were at that time in your life. Be proud of yourself and your growth.
So write, and keep writing. You got this.
today is trans day of fuck
shit fuck damn