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im stacking extension cords on each other like theyre tinker toys. constructing a tower of babel in the name of the god of electricity. there'll be at least 100 outlets when ive hooked these boys up nice and good. ill never run out again

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there's a post where someone said "can you respect trans women who look like men" and someone responded something like "hell yeah I love people who fuck with gender!" and like... yeah that's cool, but in a lot of spaces "trans woman who looks like a man" is a lot less likely to be someone who is intentionally comfortably presenting masculine, and a lot more likely to be a girl who hasn't started transition, or can't safely, or just didn't or couldn't put in the effort to pass as fem today, and a lot of them will just look like schlubby dudes and not a radically presenting queer person. and you should be able to respect that.

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I assure you: somebody, somewhere, is on the exact same wavelength as you are.

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load bearing tumblr mutual

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I just don’t think that the pains and sorrows of people in their 20s and 30s has anything to do with entitlement, laziness or disillusionment. I think the way people are being squeezed and unable to build wealth or even participate in a natural, health social network has enabled all these personality disorders and abnormal ways of living. The generation that allegedly invented slacker culture is now like …the ruling generation….and every business is ran on a skeleton crew with a select few leaders and directors who do nothing all day while 5 people do the work 15 people previously did and skills aren’t taught and knowledge on short cuts is hoarded/bartered with employees to give them more “free time” when they still have to be on call/owe their time during that free time. They may be able to run a side hustle or use their phone but their directors get to write a presentation by the pool and go home

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not femme as in small, fragile, delicate thing but femme as in "you can come home to me, and then we'll be okay'

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period

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re-approaching this sketch bc I have no idea why I dropped it… but now i’m adding corsets

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The way this has just turned into a screaming into the void place for me now because I’m fighting for my life on a regular basis is wild but such is life.

I woke up to my bank account being -$44 I don’t know what more I can give up to keep costs down I can’t go without necessities and none of my necessities are expensive as I consistently choose cheaper and cheaper products to use 😭

I’m lost idk what to do anymore I can’t work more as my chronic pain has been acting up with all the chaos and also the lack of community support through all the loss and bullshit my family and I have gone through lately I’m STRESSED and have physical reactions to it

Haven’t fully recovered from being knocked on my ass by the flu/allergies I’ve been fighting for a week. (The medication that WAS working was making me crash out unfortunately so I had to stop taking it)

My roommate has been fighting with our downstairs neighbors and because of that they ALMOST hit me with their car on Sunday and I had to just keep going like nothing happened.

My family is pressing things I can’t fix and they know nothing about.

My little brother has taken over the phone bill for all of us because I can’t afford it.

I’ve paid for a flight on a payment plan to try to get a few days of relaxation but am now realizing I won’t have any money once I pay rent(work scheduled me about 20hrs/wk for almost a month)

I am turning 30 in two weeks and I will be doing nothing to celebrate it because I’ll be broke af and everything I thought I had finally figured out fell apart in my own hands because of other shit I can’t control

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let's do human transmutation with mama

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my collection

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thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

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reblog for easter

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Easter falling on 4/20 again this year means all those old 420 praise it vines from 2014 are once again relevant