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@softservebanana
my side blog to shitpost & talk about my love for orochimaru
dni : tcc, homophobic, transphobic, gore, ageplayers, very religious people & religious people in general - i’ll probably add to this when things come to mind
flood by inbox with random questions if you wish i need human interaction
how to say to father ‘yeah i think—no i know that im a boy and im in the wrong body. please use my correct name and pronouns from now on.’
love it when people actually like my edits on tik tok like yes let’s make out thank you for commenting and liking my stuff
do you ever have a streak of crying for days to the point of expecting it to happen every single night? the tears i had last night felt so fricking good i was delighted to cry and sob and then feel better and watch orochimaru edits until i went to bed
i’m so ashamed to be here
i mess up everything i touch
hesitant on watching naruto with my mom cause i don’t want her to diss orochimaru
love a good gut wrenching feeling
i love him so much
i want to be some beautiful plant that someone can look at and be committed to watering whenever im thirsty.
i want someone to pay attention to me. it’s this huge wish and fantasy in my mind that i’m just given some sort of attention and absolute certainty from an individual. i know it’s a fantasy because i don’t know if i ever actually imagine a real person giving me advice and encouragement. i never picture anyone. sometimes i picture fictional characters but that’s it. it seems so unbelievable that i can’t picture someone saying things to me. i whisper to myself almost every night before bed pretending it’s someone else comforting me. i call myself a boy and pretend someone else is calling me one just to make myself feel better. the worst part is that i know it’s not real but i continue to do it because i want to believe that maybe it will solidify my identity and i’ll know for sure that im a boy. i want someone stable here with me and i try to give myself that. sometimes i don’t even have to be in public to feel uncomfortable with my body. lately it’s when i scroll on social media or lay in bed and remember my body. it’s when i make myself believe and convince myself that i am in fact a boy but it’s hard to believe myself
would having friends make this feeling disappear?
things feel unbearable in this body
got my period on tuesday the 28th
wishing i painted my room green
i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay i’m okay
almost started crying again