#dejected

[draw-the-squad-like-this]

Draw your characters like this

[corpses-ashes]

[carnivoured]

Here’s a sad mr choi gif I made for dejection and dispiritedness

[absoluteocellibehavior]

SHIT I FORGOT TO MAKE A POST ABOUT PASSOVER AND PALM SUNDAY BEING BACK TO BACK THIS YEAR AND HOLY GHOSTS!!! Sorry for my intercultural holy ghosts fans. I hit the Advent and Hanukkah ones but not this one. RAGH!!

[blogfanreborn777]

Dejection by Donato Giancola

[alimr32]

Don't dare him to be different, he already is. Dare him to be himself.

I really love this quote.

I need to find the strength to embrace my true self. Time and time again I mirror those around me, and disguise myself as something I think people want me to be. I become a diluted version of the bleakest parts of me; void of any individuality, personality or substance.

The mask I choose to wear is dull compared to the raw joy that lies beneath it. But, I wear it for fear that my smile will intimidate those around me; and my sparkle blind them. I hide in hopes of becoming a more palatable and acceptable version of 'myself', I have lost all the light and colour from my world. I am camouflaged, invisible.

I want to find myself, my true self. I want to turn the light back on and be unapologetically me.

[piss-bong]

right now like half my dash is either discourse about the harry potter game or coverage on Brianna Ghey's murder and I don't know how much more of that I can see before completely losing hope. like I just can't deal with the consistent reminders that the majority of people either actively hate me or at the very least don't care whether I live or die, and the fact that that there is a portion of people who hate me enough that they're willing to murder me just for existing. like fuck guys ik being trans is hard and ik this is what I signed up for. but it just really fucking sucks being reminded of it constantly. anyways I think I'm gonna log off for a day or two

[nabirait]

maybe!

maybe it is your calm or maybe it is how you move your hair strands on your forehead or maybe it your kind gestures or maybe it is your little things, actions or maybe it is your cold stare or maybe it is your eye's crinkles or maybe it is your voice or maybe it is the weather or maybe it is warmth of the teapot or maybe it is the chilly breeze or maybe it is the music I feel the way I feel.... I feel different , overloaded love within, sense of sadness, sense of happiness, sense of anger, mixed. I know why. that is because I miss you. I miss seeing you, even though from afar. where are you?