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Today is 1 year post OP (1- day of OP, 2- 1 week post OP, 3+4- 1 month post OP, 5+6- 6 months post OP, 7+8- 1 year post OP) #trans #transgender #transguy #topsurgerypostop #ftm #ftmtopsurgery https://www.instagram.com/p/CKmpp1kAqs2SR-L2LL65OaDxahabe8LLV9CcVE0/?igshid=363onsuqm1sl

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What if she is the one?

Beauty and the Beast (Bill Condon; 2017)

See the first teaser trailer.

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When in doubt, go to the library.

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harry potter + minimalist

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We all want to be wanted, and when someone makes you feel unwanted, you convince yourself that that’s how everyone else thinks, and suddenly you don’t really want yourself either…

- D.N. // excerpt from a book i’ll never write #135 (via sundayepiphany)

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your mind isn't only your sanctuary, it is also your prison, your coffin, and your freedom

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My life has been crazy and I haven't had much time to write and I hate putting up half finished stuff please wait a little longer

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My pumpkin for Halloween

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my prison

I’m lost in a place I know so well

Trapped with no bars

No guard but my fear

But there is nothing that I fear

Death I welcome

Pain would be a joy

To feel fear….

To feel anything

Lost in a place I call my own

Do I own it or does it own me

A square to communicate with the outside world

I can still talk

But I prefer to type

This square is my master

A glowing square consumes my life

Hour

After hour

I spend staring staring at this glowing square

Experiencing life through moving pictures

There is nothing in my life

I’m too attached to this glowing screen

To truly see

To truly see anything

To feel

To feel anything

I feel nothing

I am my own guard

I’ve built this prison with my own hands

With my own blood

With my own tears

Hidden

But still there

I’ve built this prison with my own time

I’ve made no door

No chance of escape

My prison follows me

It follows me every where

My own voice telling me you’re safer where we are comfortable

The place I’m comfortable is where I started building my prison

But then it learned to move

On the outside

I know how to look for people not to worry

But this prison is getting stronger

Stronger than I am

Stronger than I will ever be

These walls tower over me

Hiding me

Protecting me

But now I’m scared of my prison

For no one should be alone

It has its own mind now

But I am comfortable

Hiding from people

It’s hard when the only company you have is yourself

Harder when the only company you want is yourself

Tortured by my mind

Made to relive things in my past

This in a prison of my own making

A prison I wanted

But how do you escape your mind

Distraction

My master is my distraction

My forever distraction

A glowing square that can rest in my lap

I can look at it for hours and the picture is never the same

Always changing

Well I stay the same

Hidden from the world

Hidden from my life

But my mind is cruel

Oh so cruel

Only to me though

Tearing me down only to build those walls higher

To walls are so big now they have become my body

And I am trapped in a dark corner

Alone

Like I wanted

But I did not want to be hurt

I thought the walls would protect me from others

But the walls trapped me with the person that knows me best

That knows everything that tares me down

Knows what I don’t want to hear but say to myself everyday

Trapped in a prison of my own making

Where I am the prisoner and tormented

And the guard and prosecutor are me

For the greatest hell is in your own mind

And I have trapped myself in hell

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Alone always alone

I’m alone Completely alone I just want to rip off my skin and leave. Leave this place I don’t belong I’m not the good student I’ve never been Told time and time again if u don’t go u won’t become anything It’s not that I don’t like school I don’t even know what it is any more I’m putting down to I just don’t belong I don’t fit in I’m not normal I never will be I can’t take stress And a human’s life is only stress Lost in a world where to be successful is to have a good paying job Only worrying about money When I tell people what I want to be all I get is “there is no money in that, u won’t be happy” It seems at every turn there is someone, someone to turn me down To tell me I’m going no where If I don’t go to school my life is over Everything is over and I don’t know what to do I’m getting torn apart It’s better to do it myself then let others do it I’m not cut out for this world I never have been I just wish I was normal This acing in side will kill me one day Why not end it now I try and I try Challenge the thoughts Come on its not that hard just do it Choose life over dead It’s not hard just do it? Challenge it Challenge it Challenge it Challenge it Challenge it Challenge it Challenge it Come on U have to try You have to It’s not that hard Just try Like I’m not trying I’ve been trying since I was born Have a successful life Do what u want! Always those words Nothing else just those words Try to have a happy life with all the stress of life Money Work Money Status Money Family Money Schooling Money Qualifications Money Money Money Money I hate it The existence of it The creation of it The idea of it They base happiness on money It drives me crazy But u can’t get money without school You can’t get anywhere without school Just look To have a good paying job u need school You don’t want to be living on the streets Alone Terrified I’m alone now I’m terrified now The only thing I have is a home That’s more than some But I’m just a kid It’s not even mine Anything happens I’m on the street any way I have no future Nothing to live for But I want to try But it’s so hard to try I’m just lazy and useless Useless Worthless Not future Lowest Of The Low

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Me one pinterest

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The little ways Regina still tries to take care of Snow.

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I love this song

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If only I had wings I would soar so high and plummet back down only to catch my self the last second. To glide on the wind with nothing under me the tickle of feathers. The beating of strong wings. If only I could fly

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Books are an escape from a boring world called reality

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