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this makes me TEAR UP I SWEAR
MY GYAL
SING HONEYYYY
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@pizzaboyslut
big mood
this makes me TEAR UP I SWEAR
MY GYAL
SING HONEYYYY
Have to reblog every time
I’m really sad.
& dsyphoric.
Nothings really changed in the past
2.5 years other than accepting it’s my fault.
I mean too sound dramatic when I say my body flutters with that of a thousand butterflies leaving traces of anxiety & ache but I don’t hurt about it.
Hey y’all my birthday is coming up (April 26) and I’ve been wanting this year to be the year I get to feel the wind on my chest and finally be comfortable in my own body my transition has been one the hardest things I’ve had to endure. I’ve lost several family members some of which are my very own brothers and sperm donor. Which I’m thankful for because I’m great like really great and I’m strong which isn’t something I knew about myself. I learned compassion and the definition or at least my definition of family I’ve learned to value myself because although I hate not being able to take my shirt off and feel comfortable in my body I’m here and if you knew me 3 years ago you’d be surprised too depression is real and I’m so thankful that I have the support that I do from the people that love me. Especially at home and even at work I have some of the greatest co workers who love and support me for who I am and I’m so blessed to be able to say that my transition is respected at work because I know not many people have that safe place anyways I’m in my feelings but if anyone could or would donate/share my post I would be more grateful than I already I am.
Here’s to being 30 flirty and thriving.
I love you all thank you for taking the time to read this.
https://www.youcaring.com/draconiselric-804795
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Hey y’all my birthday is coming up (April 26) and I’ve been wanting this year to be the year I get to feel the wind on my chest and finally be comfortable in my own body my transition has been one the hardest things I’ve had to endure. I’ve lost several family members some of which are my very own brothers and sperm donor. Which I’m thankful for because I’m great like really great and I’m strong which isn’t something I knew about myself. I learned compassion and the definition or at least my definition of family I’ve learned to value myself because although I hate not being able to take my shirt off and feel comfortable in my body I’m here and if you knew me 3 years ago you’d be surprised too depression is real and I’m so thankful that I have the support that I do from the people that love me. Especially at home and even at work I have some of the greatest co workers who love and support me for who I am and I’m so blessed to be able to say that my transition is respected at work because I know not many people have that safe place anyways I’m in my feelings but if anyone could or would donate/share my post I would be more grateful than I already I am.
Here’s to being 30 flirty and thriving.
I love you all thank you for taking the time to read this.
https://www.youcaring.com/draconiselric-804795
Follow me on ig queertaco
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I just want to leave
Y’all I’m 100% Passed being physically neglected
I keep thinking I’ve learned Not to talk about my feelings because of the Only two ways it ever goes but my brain keeps wanting to be apart of the change that could happen instead of walking away but almost every time I say anything it stays the same.
I love you. My heart feels heavy from missing you. I’m very familiar with waking up and clenching my heart due to pain. But not like this. I can’t even say it’s pain. It’s desire it’s literally saying out loud I want you so bad. I’ve never done that. It hurts. Loving you is far from exhausting it’s refreshing it’s constantly could I love you more. And I could and I don’t know what’s scarier the fact that I love you this much already or the possibility that I’m not even as deep as I could be. See you do this thing where you’re honest. You talk about your fears and about yourself you unfold right before me and show me every bit of strength I have in my weaknesses. You introduce me to your life and it’s beautiful. I often feel myself holding your hand in the background to the stories you share with me. You’re words that I can’t put into sentences. I can’t speak. You watched me sleep last night you slept with me. From afar of course but I could feel your body holding me as if I didn’t just spend the past 9 days away from you. I feel us shift taking turns holding each other. I fall into you. I am you. Yesterday you watched me come undone I showed you all of me, every curve every arch, every inch of my skin. I was vulnerable and you said with the most satisfying taste on your lips that you love me. you didn’t see me fall but I fell. You’re the most respectable man I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. I don’t know how to end this perfectly I started with i love you but within writing this I feel like it got deeper then that if that’s at all possible. You are everything I’ve ever wanted. I’m so in love with you.
I write about you everyday But yesterday was my favorite day. (via pizzaboyslut)
Reblogging for me to add too later
But it’s coming up on 3 years and I’m still with who this is about And I can’t wait to write about How far we’ve come
like to charge reblog to cast
Can someone edit this so it’s the opposite.
It’s ten days into the year and I’ve Already been defeated so defeated that The word ten was two before I realized It had been in fact ten days and not two
Are people suppose to be this sad?
If I had the money to just give you everything you needed for your hormones and top surgery, I would. I can tell you're a good person and I know you deserve to be free from dysphoria
You’re so good to me.