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i have a new tumblr!!!
my new tumblr is tumblr.com/yay-internet-yay !! the only reason im going to keep this blog is so that if people come on here they are redirected to there. thanks!! xx
IM DELETING THIS ACCOUNT!!
please follow me on taylor-shenanigans.tumblr.com as i am deleting this one
Thinking social anxiety is cute is like saying:
Excessive sweating is cute. Dry mouth is cute. Physically shaking is cute. Blacking out is cute. Nausea is cute. Heart palpitations are cute. Chest pain is cute. Shallow breathing is cute. Hot flushes are cute. Forgetting how to talk is cute. Humiliating yourself is cute.
It’s not adorable little shy giggly girls with pretty skirts & flowers in their hair.
please reblog this
boom clap the sound of my ass
The next supreme
Her name was Leelah. She was a daughter, a friend, a sister.
Her name was Leelah. She was buried in a suit.
Her name was Leelah. She was misgendered.
Her name was Leelah.
John Green: Looking for Alaska is supposed to be about how the manic pixie dream girl doesn't exist, and romanticizing women to fit your fantasy is unhealthy for both people.
John Green: Margo doesn't go with Q and the end of Paper Towns because it shows that women have goals an aspirations other than finding boyfriends.
John Green: Hazel kissing Augustus is significant because it means Hazel is taking control over her own life and choosing her own happiness. If Augustus had kissed Hazel instead, it would have made the decision of happiness equal to a boy deciding he likes you.
Tumblr: ugh so problematic and sexist
this rly speaks to me
Also, fun fact: being nice to someone you hate does NOT make you two faced
it makes you a mature adult who knows when to pick their battles and when to just let it go and tolerate someone for their shitty personality.
if you think otherwise grow up
SO MANY PEOPLE TO SHOW THIS TO IT ACTUALLY HURTS ME
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So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress. my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know. so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth. he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.” I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him. he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me. and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot. he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room. he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no. held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male. whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/. I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop. my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all. she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run. he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on. my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us. we called the police today, but they cant find him. we dont have money for a lawyer, all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support. I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around, this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well. If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.
If you don’t reblog this that’s okay, but I hate you and you are wrong
I don’t care what kind of blog I have. Reblogging to spread awareness.
This is just another reason trans people need to be protected. Fuck.
*phone rings* “hello” “hi! is your refrigerator running” “yes it is” “mine is as well! can’t wait to see your fridge at the race tomorrow”
how did i end up on tumblr aGAIN
whenever a friend tells me another friend’s business i be like “omg tell me everything!! details!!” cuz i’m nosy but in my mind i be like “hmmm okay i can’t trust this hoe….”