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don't ever look up what your childhood friends are up to now!!!!!!!!!! like girl you're a nuclear safety engineer. i put on matching socks today. we played tag a thousand years ago.

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I have some news for members of the united states armed forces who feel like they are pawns in a political game and their assignments being unnecessary.

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Disgust has absolutely no ethical weight. If you are basing your ethical positions on the emotion of disgust you should stop, it is entirely unjustified and leads to a huge amount of harm.

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personally I don't think if you're a kid you should be using your real name on the internet. very easy for people to find out too much about you. instead you should spend years using a different made-up name that becomes part of your persona to an arguably even greater degree than your actual name and then when you grow up and find out you're trans you have a ready-made name to switch to even if it's probably like Leaf or something

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drawing people i see in the city (59/?)

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The thing that no one talks about as being part of recover from self-harm is the moments that bring you really close years later. No, nobody close to me died. No, nobody yelled at me. I didn’t hurt anyone’s feelings. Want to know what it really was?

I couldn’t figure out how to set up a shortcut on my phone and I spent a long time trying to set it up without understanding what was going wrong, and the air in the room was a little stuffy.

Years of progress. I don’t count days but I worked so hard for so long and what put me right back in that horrible headspace? A small technical difficulty and a slightly uncomfortable temperature. Once I calmed down a bit I realised how absurd the whole thing was.

It gets better, it really does, but sometimes you have days like this too.

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yes.

you want your city to be walkable and bikeable? what's next? suckable? fuckable?

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That’s actually fascinating that you were insecure of having a flat chest in hugs! I haven’t fully hugged anyone in years because of the discomfort of hugging with boobs. It’s like “they can feel that. They can feel that and they’ll know you went through female puberty” and it just feels super violating to me. I mean, they would know I went through female puberty anyway, 80% of people just assume I’m a cis girl, but somehow hugs makes it all too real. I assumed that was one of those universal advantages, like how not having period cramps is just an objectively nice part of being a trans woman, or having youthful features is super helpful to transmascs. I never considered someone might crave that specific part of having boobs.

i dont have to wear a binder. i have a flat chest i can inhale as deeply as i want and i never look like i have breasts. im not aware of my chest when i go down steps, im not aware of my chest when i put in a seatbelt. when someone hugs me it's like a flat board for them. i can wear a towel around my waist around my house and go shirtless to the beach. i was subconsciously avoiding half of my closet for years until one day i realized; i DO love these shirts, and they look *so good* now that i dont have a chest. im not paranoid at my job that my coworkers will find out the truth if i reach too high or tuck in my shirt. i dont stare at my chest every time i put on an outfit any more. i dont catch myself in a mirror at a department store and hunch my back. i stand up tall. i lie shirtless in bed every night and nothing stares back at me.

these are my experiences with top surgery if anyone is debating whether or not they want it. for me, every day i lie shirtless in peace. greatest decision ive ever made

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You guys realize you’re interacting with other human beings on here, right?

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I have dreams about violin recitals. Not my violin recitals— I play viola. No, these are recitals of people much more talented than me. Often younger, too. Anyway, at the recital the violinist is playing beautifully and everyone is happy but then I go onstage in an attempt to create a beautiful spontaneous human moment between myself and the performer by playing my viola in “harmony” with the violinist. Except I have no idea what I’m doing and I sound god-awful and the violinist is staring at me in shock and disgust and I’m also shocked and disgusted but I have to reckon with the fact that I did indeed go onstage during another player’s (important, well-attended) recital and the audience is repulsed by my selfishness and lack of tact and I run offstage with my viola and the rest of the dream is spent trying to figure out a way to exit the building without running into any audience members.

everyone has dreams about being lost at school, late to work, cant find bathroom etc but whats yalls most common Uncommon stress dream. ill always have dreams about having various problems with my fish tank

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Hey everyone! Just popping in here to day if you’re in the American military, and you view yourself as serving your country, you have a moral obligation NOT to take part in Trump’s anti-constitutional fear mongering.

Many people have been asked to do many things by their leaders throughout history! “Just following orders” does not exist. You are choosing to follow them— because you believe in them, because you don’t want to be punished, because you stand to gain from not disobeying. Whatever the reason.

It is a choice every time. Nobody is forcing you to shoot at protestors. No one is forcing you to tear gas civilians. You are making that choice not only as a member of the military, but as your mother’s child and as someone who holds doors for others and says please and thank you and yes ma’am and yes sir to strangers. There is no separation between the actions and morals of the person who goes to church or volunteers for old people at home, and the actions that you take in your military position no matter what they tell you.

You are facing a choice millions have faced before you. Where will you stand? Will your grandchildren forgive you?

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Sometimes it feels like you've lived your whole life in a house that's always a little bit on fire. Like it's usually just in one room and you make sure to wet the walls around it so it doesn't spread and that usually works. You were expected to take more responsibility over fire containment when you were like seven because it's not like you can expect your parents to always be 100% on guard about making sure the whole house doesn't catch fire, and you figure that's just how things are like.

And sometimes as a kid you visit your friends' homes and some of then whisper to you - grimacing with embarrassment - about how they're not supposed to tell anyone this, but there's a whole room in their house that's currently on fire. And you're like yeah it's ok I'm not supposed to tell people about the way our house is a little bit on fire all the time, too. And then you visit some other friend's house and there's no trace of fire anywhere, and you think "wow, these people are really good at hiding their house fire."

And one day you show up to work like "hey sorry I'm late, I forgot to wet the walls before going to bed last night and my whole house burned down", and you're startled by the way people react, acting like that must be the worst thing that has ever happened to you. And you're just like "chill, it's been years since the last time this happened, and it wasn't even that bad this time", and that just makes people more shocked, acting like that's the weirdest and most concerning thing they've ever heard anyone say, which only confuses you more.

And then someone tries to explain to you that people aren't supposed to have an ongoing house fire. Most people actually never experience a house fire in their lives. Like not even once. Not even a little bit. The normal amount of having your house be currently on fire is zero.

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SOMERSET - A local family is catching heat after throwing a birthday bash for their daughter last weekend featuring a piñata shaped like a police officer. The party, held at a public park, was going smoothly until the kids lined up to take swings at “Officer Snickers,” a papier-mâché patrolman stuffed with candy and what appeared to be citations for bad attitudes. “We just thought it was funny,” said the girl’s father, Randy Gillis, a lifelong Democrat. “She wanted a piñata and said ‘make it someone with authority.’ I blame Paw Patrol.”

I see nothing wrong with this.

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hey uh new type of ao3 spam comment just dropped. (I know it's spam because the fic they left this comment on . doesn't have chapters. lmfao). Report this kinda comment as spam and don't take it personally it is literally recycled bullshit

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