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I just unfollowed over 70 blogs and went from following 420 to 340-something. Dang.

If you’re a fitblr that has non-fitblr priorities and looking to lose at least 25 pounds this year, please reblog this. I need some active Fitblrs on my dash.

[pueroimmersi]

this is the best thing

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@theanisplanet

[suddenlystrangers]

So my uncle hadn't rsvp'd and I let it go, but now I'm doing the seating plan so I text him to be sure that the rsvp card hadn't been lost... Your choices are your own, but you can't expect everyone else to be ok with them. I'd been hoping you would come to your senses. Like yeah, the fact that I've been with Ali seven years and have a baby with him is a sure sign of something temporary. I was definitely going to wait until 4 weeks before my wedding to decide that I don't love him and that trans folk are disgusting.

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Wonderful family day spend in Inverary, celebrating Ali's 1st Father's day.

[timbllr]

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In 4 weeks, 0 days, and approximately 6.5 hours, I'll be dancing for the first time as a married woman to this song. Rn, though, I'm just balling my eyes out

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Throwback to last time I wore a big dress and pretended to be a princess for a day. Only a month to go!

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I'm going to see Harry TWICE!!!!!!!!

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Why why why did I buy November tour tickets!?!?!?! I can't afford another 60 quid but Kacey Musgrave supporting is like too good to miss

[space-jaams]

REBLOG IF YOU THINK FANFIC IS JUST AS IMPORTANT IN A FANDOM AS FANART

put in the tags the accessory that you (almost) always wear 

[suddenlystrangers]

7 years ago on this day, I made a decision that would change my life forever.

It was a decision I had subconciously struggled with for a few months, ever since the two bright stars that are the Bartholome twins came into my life. Without even meaning to, without a single thought, the 3 of us became best of friends.

Jamie was a firecracker, even at 19, and Ali was awkwardly beautiful, adjusting to his 6 months on T body. It only took a few weeks to realise that these two halves of one whole were made just with me in mind.

I fell hard, and I fell fast, although I was oblivious until that night, the 20th of May, when they threw me a little party, just the 3 of us, to celebrate me surviving my exams. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to kiss this beautiful, shy, compelling creature, who was so unbelievably my type, except for one thing.

At 17 years old, with my very wide experience of 2 sexual partners, I thought I had it all worked out. I liked cock, and Ali lacked cock. This man, this totally overwhelming, ridiculously endearing, wonderful man, lacked the one thing that society would say made him a man.

But drunk on cheap vodka, high on post exam euphoria, and nestled in the safety of these two boys who had become my world, I made the decision. Ali wasn’t a man despite his lack of the “appropriate” genitalia. He wasn’t defined by his trans-ness. He was just Ali, my boy, my best friend, and the love of my life.

And now 7 years on from the fateful night, that same boy and I have a beautiful baby daughter, and are due to be married in little over a month. And as I lay here tonight alone in my bed, listening to Cami’s little huffing breaths and wishing that Ali was with me rather than on the other side of the world, I am so thankful that I opened my mind, and in turn, my heart.

[suddenlystrangers]

This morning, it’s just hit me how ridiculous it is that I can post this here, amongst strangers, and not feel confident sharing it on Facebook, amongst the friends and family who are supposed to support me, and who are coming to witness the aforementioned wedding.

[suddenlystrangers]

7 years ago on this day, I made a decision that would change my life forever.

It was a decision I had subconciously struggled with for a few months, ever since the two bright stars that are the Bartholome twins came into my life. Without even meaning to, without a single thought, the 3 of us became best of friends.

Jamie was a firecracker, even at 19, and Ali was awkwardly beautiful, adjusting to his 6 months on T body. It only took a few weeks to realise that these two halves of one whole were made just with me in mind.

I fell hard, and I fell fast, although I was oblivious until that night, the 20th of May, when they threw me a little party, just the 3 of us, to celebrate me surviving my exams. I wanted to kiss him. I wanted to kiss this beautiful, shy, compelling creature, who was so unbelievably my type, except for one thing.

At 17 years old, with my very wide experience of 2 sexual partners, I thought I had it all worked out. I liked cock, and Ali lacked cock. This man, this totally overwhelming, ridiculously endearing, wonderful man, lacked the one thing that society would say made him a man.

But drunk on cheap vodka, high on post exam euphoria, and nestled in the safety of these two boys who had become my world, I made the decision. Ali wasn’t a man in spite of his lack of the “appropriate” genitalia. He wasn’t defined by his trans-ness. He was just Ali, my boy, my best friend, and the love of my life.

And now 7 years on from the fateful night, that same boy and I have a beautiful baby daughter, and are due to be married in little over a month. And as I lay here tonight alone in my bed, listening to Cami’s little huffing breaths and wishing that Ali was with me rather than on the other side of the world, I am so thankful that I opened my mind, and in turn, my heart.

[aheartofgold]

THANK YOU FOR MY LIFE HARRY

[aheartofgold]

I haven’t breathed since I saw that suit so thank you for my death too

[gearbird]

[vibrantbloom]

okay but I’m just really glad I live in a world where harry styles and louis tomlinson exist

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France, right now :