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Logged back on after 5+ years

Got in on the first password attempt.

Missing the person I was trying to be when I was on here.

I almost got there. It’s close today, but still far from the mark.

Then again, everything seemed a lot brighter then.

some little girls aren’t little girls it just takes us a while to realize it. I came out to my family last year as transgender, and in doing so saved my life, if you can’t tell from the picture, 14 was a bad year for me. For every kid feeling like I was, please just wait, just wait cause one day you’ll realize just how worth it the wait was. I know everyone says it, but it’s true, it will get better, just please stick around so you can see it come true.

#transgender #birthday

midnighttrain247

Sooooo satisfying!

startrekaday

I stared getting worried at some point something would be out of place.

#symmetry

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As these are two pictures of me taken 10 and a half months apart, don’t you ever dare tell me hormones aren’t made of magic.

honkytonqueria

you’re so precious wtf

thatsthat24

I love this

#beautiful people

sailorrvenus

Hi y’all You all should sign and share this petition to Obama to enact a law called Leelah’s Law to Ban Transgender Conversion Therapy

This was Leelah Alcorn’s last wish, please share

dynastylnoire

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOST

supersquire457-deactivated20200

254 followers. All of you better sign this.

Boost it!

ask-the-2p-belarus-blog

Only 24,481 are needed to have it enacted, as of my signing!!! WE are so close!

startrekaday

205,730 signatures as of my signing at 12:24 on 1/2/15. Keep this going.

#leelah alcorn #ban transgender conversion therapy #signal boost

#punk #as fuck #tru

socimages

Now THIS is a bold lingerie ad.

When the star model for Forever Yours Lingerie was diagnosed with cancer, the brand decided to stick with her.

Tom Megginson at The Ethical Admanapproves:

“So, while American Eagle is getting virtual hugs and high fives for its commitment to not photoshopping its typical-looking models, elsewhere there are brands and models who are willing to show us what it really takes to do something about the fashion industry’s body image problem.”

Read the rest

the-dark-side-of-the-room

All I can do is

ETA: no, wait, hold up, stop the presses. There’s another thing I can do and that’s shop their store. You probably can too, because CHECK OUT THEIR BRA MATRIX

omfg

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Reblogging because look at that size range!!!! And also because representation is important.

#forever yours lingerie #cancer #bodies #body image

insectaffection-deactivated2015

CHICAGO AREA TRANS COMMUNITY CASSIE BEA IS MISSING

»> PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST IF YOU CAN ««

cassie bea has been staying for the last week with me, mayazimmerman and policedronecrashesintopolice at our apartment in avondale. she disappeared around 6:30pm 12/24/2014. she may have initially been heading for the taco bell on belmont and milwaukee but she is definitely not there now.

she is about 6’1, has short hair and glasses. she’s probably wearing jeans and hiking boots with a blue/green jacket over a light-colored sweater.

i know it’s only been a couple hours but cassie has been going thru some really rough shit lately. she has been in and out of the hospital several times in the last month for paranoia and bad depression. she is generally very friendly but she may be a bit paranoid/confused about where she is. our concern is not that she ran off without telling us but that she may be unable to find her way back / confused about how to get home.

her purse with her identification, bus card, etc. is still in the apartment. we think she still has her phone but we found a sim card on the floor shortly after she left. our #1 concern is that she may be picked up by the cops, esp since she doesn’t have her ID and may not have the contact info of anyone in the house she’s been staying in.

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS

i know it’s xmas eve and i know it’s late but cassie is a wonderful, compassionate young woman and all we love her dearly. if you see her please contact me either thru tumblr (insectaffection.tumblr.com) or facebook (https://www.facebook.com/insect.affection).

and let her know penny is worried about her and loves her.

insectaffection-deactivated2015

we had one solid lead that put her near Kilbourne park about an hour ago… … 10:30 PM Chicago time. I don’t normally ask for multiple reblogs but I updated some of the information above.

if any one has a car in the Chicago area and can’t sleep on this Christmas Eve and wanted to help me search for missing friend, I’d really appreciate it.

Message me for my contact info

#signal boost #trans #missing person #chicago

spuffyfeels

startrekaday

Srsly, I cannot recommend a show more than The Fall. Stella Gibson is the BAMF realization we all wanted Dana Scully to be.

#the fall #stella gibson #gillian anderson

versaceslut

this bookstore has like four cats and they let them roam around the store it’s so cute. they’re all named after greek gods and i think this ones name is apollo

gnomewifegnomelife

This is The Illiad Bookshop in North Hollywood!! Please go visit them, it’s one of the best places to find odd books and wander around for too long.

#cats #bookstore #happy

micdotcom

Australians fight Islamophobia amidst hostage crisis with #IllRideWithYou

In the midst of the ongoing hostage crisis in downtown Sydney, Australians are showing the world they’re not caving to racism or Islamophobia.

On Monday, an armed gunman stormed a cafe in Martin Place, entering a tense standoff with police. After the hostage-taker displayed an Islamic flag in the cafe’s window, many of Australia’s Muslims are understandably anxious about facing retribution.

But instead, Australians have banded together on Twitter with #IllRideWithYou, a hashtag showing their solidarity with fellow countrymen scared of being attacked on public transportation.

There have been more than 150,000 Tweets so far

flauwz

I love our country. I am so proud to be Australian. My love, thoughts and prayers are with the families and friends of the two innocent hostages who lost their lives and also to those affected by this tragedy. My heart aches. Rest in peace. #illridewithyou

themagicalworldsofband

Bad things happen and Im about ready to give up on humanity and then humanity does something like this and it makes my heart happy.

#illridewithyou #sydney #australia

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vickified

“If a clock could count down to the moment you meet your soul mate, would you want to know?”

lol yes, so then i can shave.

livingmywayeveryday

One minute, 37 seconds. My legs are shaking. Holy cow, there is no way I can do this. None. One minute, 29 secods. I glance around at the faces surrounding the room. Of course my Meeting would take place in the gross, overcrowded cafeteria. One minute, six seconds. Somewhere within these four walls, someone has the exact same countdown on their wrist. They’re going through the exact same pressure as me. 54 seconds. Mom said I should be excited, not nervous. Yet I still find myself wiping my sweaty palms on my dress. I can’t believe she talked me into wearing a dress. I mean, shouldn’t my Soul Mate meet me as I normally am? All plain jeans, blah shirts, and wild brown curls? 30 seconds. Something deep within me tells me to stand up. I do, drawing the attention of my tablemates. They all know too. They smile encouragingly up at me. I chew my lip nervously. 25 seconds. That same feeling pulls me towards the center of the room. My stomach drops away from me as I take a step in that direction. 20 seconds. I continue in that direction. With each step the tempo of my heart picks up. 19. Faster. 18. Quicker. 17. More rapid. 16. It’s racing. Oh my god this is it. The moment my life changes forever. My eyes search frantically around the cafeteria, searching for someone who looks as nervous as me. For someone who’s heading towards their future with no sense of direction like me. 10 seconds. The feeling directs me slightly to the left. I turn to accomodate. 5. My heart has given up entirely. 4. I stop walking. 3. Just waiting left. 2. Everything is about to change. 1. Deep breath.

0000 d 00 h 00 m 00 s

Someone bumps my shoulder. I twirl around and my gray eyes meet blue, blue ones. “Hello there, love. It appears as though we’re Soul Mates then, eh?” As my words fail me, the only thing I can think is “I’m so glad I shaved this morning.”

tiptreecrossing

“Thats weird…” I checked my wrist, the clock had just hit the 30 second mark but I looked around and there was no one there. I was a worrisome guy overall but I felt justified, I mean today was the day I was meeting my soul mate. Not that I expected my dream girl to be in the storage closet at work but still I was nervous.

Walking out with a box the boss had requested I walked back to my cash register setting it on the shelf. My wrist hit the 20 second mark

19 seconds

18 seconds

Where was she? I could not help but get worried that an error would pop up or that she was gone and my timer would run out with no response. I panicked, I’d change my own fate if I had to. Running out of time I hurried through the back door. There was a park outside and maybe I was supposed to be there to find my soul mate.

10 seconds

9 seconds

A faint ding of the doorbell hit my ear. Wait was that it?? She was here! I turned around running back to the counter. “Don’t worry I’m just in the back!”

I ran out looking at my wrist as it hit zero. Out of breath “Hi I’m Matt!” Sticking out my hand for a handshake it was met by a firm hand. Meeting my soulmate’s eyes for the first time they spoke.

“I’m Steven.” The man gave a smile “It’s nice to meet you.”

I watch my friend carefully. Her excitement is glowing all over her pretty face. Exactly 2 minutes left, she tells me. We’re waiting at the bus stop and the bus is coming in two minutes. I think she hoped she’d meet them on a beach at sunset or something. ”I mean that’s ok - these things can’t always be romantic I mean my mum met dad when he was working at the book store and it’s not like you can plan it to be romantic I just hoped, I mean everyone hopes don’t they-” she breaks off, looking at me awkwardly. “Sorry. It’s just a big day for me you know.” Yes I do know. You’ve been going on about it for the past year. I smile at her. ”Don’t worry. You nervous? You’ll be ok, you always are,” I grin, determined not to ruin this for her. It’s selfish of me to be moody. This is her future being determined. Right here. In now, precisely 1 minute 30 seconds. She smiles at me, but it isn’t quite reaching her eyes. She’s restless and keeps tapping her foot. Her eyes are wide with.. fear? Excitement? Nerves? Probably all of them and a thousand more things I can’t imagine. She keeps checking her wrist. So do I. The bus comes around the corner. 1 minute 10 seconds. ”Hey. I’ll leave you alone now ok? The bus is here. I’ll sit a couple of seats away, and be there if you need me,” I say, squeezing her arm reassuringly. “Good luck.” I hope it sounded sincere. The bus pulls up and I climb on first, taking a quick glance at her while I give the driver my ticket. She’s shaking and looks a little green. I want to give her a hug but know I shouldn’t interrupt now. I look at the passengers and it’s full of pensioners. My heart starts beating frantically. What? I can’t see anyone else at the bus stop. But she’s only 18, she can’t end up with a 80 year old. I turn around and look at her - she’s breathing hard. The bus driver asks if she’s ok but she ignores him. Her eyebrows are creased and her face is flushed. Oh. Oh no. Stay calm. Someone is probably late. I give her a thumbs up and try to smile reassuringly. I think it’s more of a grimace. I take a seat near the back. Look at my watch. 25 seconds. She sits down a few seats away.

Suddenly a dark shape runs past my window and a boy jumps on the bus. He has that same frantic look in his eyes. I breathe out with relief. ”Yeah get on, we’re running late,” the driver says, taking his ticket. The boy looks around, carefully stepping towards the seats. He’s tall and handsome, holding a sketchbook. I smile slightly; my friend hates art. 4 seconds He spots her. 3 seconds His eyes widen as he walks closer, as if being pulled by an invisible rope. 2 seconds My friend stands up too, that same rope tying her to him. 1 second - ”I was worried the bus would leave. No way could I miss meeting my soul mate!” he jokes, though he looks just as nervous as she. They smile at each other as they both sit down together. I can’t hear what they’re talking about.

I take a deep breath and let it out slowly. Suddenly I’m crying. Hot tears dropping down my cheeks.

I look at my wrist, scratching at it. Trying to get rid of it.

The numbers have never changed.

They’ve always been at 0.

opalowy

Oh my god that last one…. My heart… The feels….

youremybrandnewday

AGH ALL OF YOU WRITE A BOOK THIS VERY INSTANT. PLEASE.

xxarcane

this is beautiful and everyone needs to read it

tranquilihty

i hate you tumblr, fucking breaking my goddamn heart

ghostsneverleave

Then, one day, you’re having dinner with a friend you’ve known for as long as you can remember (or perhaps a friend of the family), and you finally talk to them about your counter. You’re crying, explaining that it’s always been at 0, and so you must not have a soul-mate.

Their eyes widen. Tears begin to form, and they throw their arms around you.

"Mine has always been at 0 too."

And that’s when you know…

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10 seconds: the doorbell rings, i get out of my chair 5 seconds: i give the man my money 0 seconds: i open the box. it is the most glorious pizza i have ever seen in my life.