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A few pictures from my recent trip to Stockholm

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Dating apps do absolutely nothing but make me feel like a completely unappealing, ugly mess.

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Dating apps really aren't for me.. I get attached way too easily when I hit it off with someone. Then they inevitably cool off with the messages and I get hung up on it

Deleted the messages so I can't keep going back to them, will give it a few days of absolutely no replies then force myself to just delete numbers and unfollow Instas

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Will I ever be good enough?

At even the most trivial of stuff

Will I ever feel good enough?

Failure at video games,

I feel frustration rising

Will I ever be deserving?

For even the deepest of things.

Will I ever feel deserving?

Failure in love, and life,

I feel loneliness creeping in.

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Do you ever sit and wonder,

What life might have been

If you only made that one different choice.

Would you speak about yourself the same,

Or would you hear a completely new voice?

Do you ever sit and wonder

What life might have been

If you only took that one chance

Would you be sat wallowing on your own

Or would you hear a song, get up and dance?

Do you ever sit and wonder

Maybe there's a universe beyond this

One where the regrets you have, have no meaning.

Couldn't it be bliss?

Do you ever sit and wonder...

If it existed would you go there?

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Red for love, and passion.

Red for anger, and frustration.

Orange reminds me of summer nights.

Orange reminds me of growing tension, and stupid fights.

Yellow for summer days playing in the sun Yellow for sitting alone feeling glum

Green reminds me of money. Landing my first job

Green reminds me of jealousy. Alone in my room I sit and sob

Blue for sleeping soundly in my bed

Blue for thoughts of your coldness in my head

Indigo I stay by your side, devoted as ever

Indigo you left mine, still I'm addicted forever

Violet I mourn the death of a life torn asunder.

Violet I dream of a life I love, a life full of wonder

[aidashakur]

how someone makes you feel about yourself in a relationship is so important. don’t overlook that just bc you love them

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I'm literally having therapy sessions about it, but I still can't help wanting to burst into tears and feel like a failure every time I'm not good at something

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Red for love, and passion.

Red for anger, and frustration.

Orange reminds me of summer nights

Orange reminds me of growing tension, and stupid fights.

Yellow for summer days playing in the sun

Yellow for sitting alone feeling glum

Green reminds me of money. Landing my first job

Green reminds me of jealousy. Alone in my room I sit and sob

Blue for sleeping soundly in my bed

Blue for thoughts of your coldness in my head

Indigo I stay by your side, devoted as ever

Indigo you left mine, still I'm addicted forever

Violet I mourn the death of a life torn asunder

Violet I dream of a life I love, a life full of wonder

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I think I might be developing feelings for someone, and I am not even close to being ready for that.

I'm so confused over what I want because I'm loving talking to her, and she already asked if I wanted to meet. I said no, because of the short notice, but I'm worried I'll say yes soon and I know I need to make intentions clear.. but I'm not even sure on my intentions

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Well, she hasn't spoken to me in over a week now, so I guess those worries can stop

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My friend painted my nails for the first time ever yesterday.. and I kind of love it honestly

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I think I might be developing feelings for someone, and I am not even close to being ready for that.

I'm so confused over what I want because I'm loving talking to her, and she already asked if I wanted to meet. I said no, because of the short notice, but I'm worried I'll say yes soon and I know I need to make intentions clear.. but I'm not even sure on my intentions

[thetroublesofbeingtrans]

I recently came out to my mother's side of the family who are majority conservative christians and it went much better than I expected. Like, they were weirdly supportive. I only got one comment insinuating that I might possibly be going to hell but it came from my aunt and she's dying soon anyway so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. Anyway, I'm telling them how shocked I am and that I honestly thought that they'd have more of a problem with it when my grandma is like "Well you know we've been through this before with your uncle Nicky" and I'm like "what" and so it turns out that my uncle Nick was born a Natalie, came out as a boy at 19, and my great grandma proceeded to pay for his top surgery and hormone therapy. In 1974. And I just had to process for a bit because my entire life no one has referred to him as anything other than he/him and his chosen name. I ask why no one ever thought to mention this and they're just like "tbh we forgot. It's been so long that he's been a man" This man is married. He has a wife and three kids. I ask my relatives how they went about having kids, whether through adoption or sperm donor or what and none of them know. Apparently he just told everyone that they were gonna be parents and then one day showed up at my grandma's house with a baby. No questions were asked. Just. He and his wife had a baby now and that was that. Three times. Weeks later when I finally talk to my aunt Sarah (Nick's wife) all she tells me is that neither of them have ever been pregnant and, I quote, "sometimes you just come into children". She phrased it like people use the phrase "come into money". Like children are something that just happens to you. I ask my relatives if any of them had a problem with Nick being trans at the time, saying I'd understand if they had negative feelings about it, as it was the 1970s after all. They were like "nope" and i was just like "you didn't think anything of it?" And my grandfather was like "these things happen" while the other adults nodded sagely. So I guess the moral here is that if my conservative christian relatives could accept my uncle as trans in the 1970s then there really isn't any excuse for anyone. And also my family needs to ask more questions because I'm fairly sure my aunt and uncle stole their kids.

I’m laughing my ass off at that last sentence- But I’m so glad your coming out went well! That’s one heck of a way to find out you have LGBT relatives.

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nonchalantly brings up something I’ve been obsessing over for multiple months as if it just occurred to me right at that moment