I wish I was something worth sticking around for
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I feel so disconnected from everyone and everything. How am I supposed to be happy in a place I so clearly don't belong
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Not a lot to say about the Cass Report other than how utterly bleak it is that any politician would take it seriously - but then, that is the state of things in Britain right now.
In particular it seems especially ludicrous that the report throws out basically all existing scientific evidence regarding trans healthcare on the basis that the studies weren't double-blind, as though it would be either ethical or possible to perform a double-blind test on HRT or GRS. There also haven't been double-blind studies on heart transplants, for similarly obvious reasons!
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Rejection. It’s all I’ve ever faced my life. From lovers, from family, from friends, from opportunities to success. I kept going. Kept thinking maybe it just wasn’t right. But I’ve reached that threshold where my fragile heart can’t take it anymore. Each time I get rejected now, it’s like some squeezing my heart and shattering it into uncountable pieces. It makes me feel small, worthless. Like every cell of me was created to be hated. To be looked at with resentment and disgust. Who could love you, my brain says. Look at you, you sorry being. So peculiar. So unlovable but so desperate for love. Wish I’d realize the only solution is to be alone. It’ll be lonely, it’ll hurt but I promise you it won’t burn like when you are rejected. If only I could kill that tiny ray of hope and give up. It would save my life.
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HE’S SO UGLY THAT DISNEY DISOWNED HIM
I love drawing his face but then I realize I have to draw the rest of his body 💔
He’s a little cuter here. whoops i didnt mean to say that out loud
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Jokull, do you ever see yourself marrying Marcin?
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Suddenly, frigid winds and snow start furiously blowing in the room. It is unlike anything youve felt before - not just from the cold, but you sense that a dark and chilly bitterness from deep down is the reason behind this storm.
As the winds pick up, you struggle to keep your eyes open. You attempt to look over at the Glaceon, and see that he is leaning against his desk, hands in his hair, seeming as though he is suffering a massive headache.
The storm seems like it lasts forever but it only lasts for a few moments. As the winds start to die down, Jokull comes to and realizes what has happened and suddenly jerks up
“M-my apologies!” In an attempt to regain composure Jokull fixes up his hair and brushes off the excess snow from his fur and clothes.
He looks up at you, defeated. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m very behind on a lot of work…”
You get the hint that he wants you out of the room as soon as possible.
[ anon ]
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No duermo bien, no cómo bien, no me siento bien, nada está bien, estoy cansado, agotado en todo sentido y mi alivio sería morir
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