~Girl Dinner~
Natural comedy like this comes once in a lifetime. I'm leaving this up.

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@s1utterfly
~Girl Dinner~
Natural comedy like this comes once in a lifetime. I'm leaving this up.
its actually super homophobic and transphobic that im still disabled during pride month wtf
no it’s fine, it’s just that being vulnerable is scary and disgusting and makes me want to die haha lol so funny am I right?
Dolly who belonged to some very unkind owners before, so now her porcelain is scraped and cracked and marred.
Dolly who kept meeting new owners who extra promised to help her fill in those cracks and buff out those scrapes and replace her damaged pieces.
Dolly whose owners always did, for a time. But there was always too much damage for them to enjoy playing with her for very long.
They would always ask "Why aren't the scratches all gone?", "Why does the damage to you still make it harder for you to do things?", "Why does your head keep coming loose? Why can't you just make it stay on?"
Didn't they know it's because you can't repair lifetimes of scratches and cracks so quickly? Didn't they know it takes a lot of time and love to fix her back up? Didn't they know she still needs to know you love and want her, even after you take her as your own?
Dolly who's had to pick up all her broken pieces again after owner after owner played with her too rough or threw her out.
Dolly who's had to try and buff out her own scratches and fill in her own cracks all alone because how could anyone, even her owner, care enough about her to really want to help?
How could anyone ever see her as anything more than an afterthought? Something to be put back on the shelf while they play with prettier toys, then be taken back down when they feel bored.
Dolly who needs more than just a word or two when she asks if you still like playing with her.
Dolly who really likes it when you say you like her outfit or her form or her hair or her lips or anything else.
Dolly who just wants you to show that you love her, and help her buff out all those scratches and fill in all those cracks and learn that people can play nice with her and hold her gently.
Dolly who just wants you to be patient with her and not give up on her, because she's not giving up on herself either.
Cause if you do, and you love that dolly right, her love will last forever and ever.
hey sorry it's just that i don't think i'm very good at being a person. thanks for letting me try with you, anyway.
I'm not mourning my teenage years because i falsely believe all girls have a magical adolescence I'm fucking mourning it because i didn't get to be a real person. I'm really fucking glad you can talk about how being a teenager wasn't perfect, i didn't exist.
please make sure your transfem friends don’t get excluded. please listen to their needs.
You should do more than just listen, actually. You need to ask her. You need to go up to her and ask her about things you can do to include her. We are taught to take up as little space as possible, you need to go out of your way to account for that.
for once, i don’t want almosts or maybes or something temporary. i want to know what it feels like to be chosen without hesitation, to be someone people stay for, not just someone they want for a moment, to be loved in a way that doesn’t make me question it, not even once
when someone asks how you’re doing and they don’t wanna hear “idk, things are superficially okay but there’s some kind of emptiness in me that can’t be filled no matter what connections I try to make” 🙄
and sometimes all i want is a person who feels like home, where i can be tired, soft, quiet, messy and still feel safe enough to rest without being too much
i need to be kissed by someone who is so hungry for me they can't think straight
where is a beautiful woman who can bring me Taco Bell before letting me give her head until we’re both dehydrated :(
do u want to play Love eachother forever with me
Not to be incredibly vulgar and nasty or anything, but I’d like to close my eyes and rest my head in somebody’s lap while they run their fingers through my hair
Reblog to hug prev poster (they need a hug)
every day i wish the tumblr sugar daddies were real
yea actually i WOULD like a weekly allowance for being so cute and hot and funny online. i deserve it.
I want to run away from my body and mind