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would you put a discarded fruit sticker on my forehead in whimsical jest yes or no

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playing undertale at last after somehow unintentionally avoiding all major spoilers for my entire online life (UT came out two years before I first used social media) and oh my god. this game is crazycool. lifechanging. I kind of want that gay robot

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it’s quick, it’s easy and it’s free:  pouring river water in your socks

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idk thinking about how sometimes you have to show up for people you aren't that close to, because sometimes you're just the person who's there. sometimes you invite a new friend to a party and end up having to sit with them through a panic attack. sometimes you run into an acquaintance on their worst day and they need to talk about what happened. sometimes someone is crying in a stairwell and you're the only one around to ask if they're okay. and none of this is "trauma dumping" or whatever the fuck it's just being there for people because you're the one in the room with them.

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i dont WANT pride months to be over,

on the other hand...

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being the last one to send a message before the chat falls into sudden silence always feels like u just made the worst faux pas of your life and you go sorry guys was that weird and they're all like no sorry I was just looking at a leaf on tbe ground leaf.jpg like oh ok

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friendly reminder that it's okay to feel strongly about anything regarding your identity, but especially when it comes to memories and homesickness.

being upset over memories is not stupid. missing people or places from source is not stupid. it's not weird, either.

it's understandable - it's alright!

those are events you've lived through, people you met, things you remember. it was your life, at some point, and it makes sense why one would have a lot of feelings on the subject; it's more than okay to let yourself feel. 🌼

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if you tell an indigenous trans man to cut his long hair so that he "passes better" then im tying you to an anchor and dropping you in the middle of the ocean

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vis a vis recent discussions about bottom surgery: i see people saying that tgirl pussy is "normalized" and i see people saying that tgirl dick is "normalized". i need everyone to remember the actual world we live in which is one in which NONE of it is normalized. the "normative" way for a trans woman to be is dead or a man. our very existence is radical. don't make decisions about your body on what is or isn't radical "enough" and definitely don't inflict judgement onto your sisters on what choices they're making. any kind of transition at all is the most radical thing in the universe. you are living and you are creating yourself and you are being a woman in opposition of everything everyone in the world is telling you. tgirl pussy and tgirl dick are both perfect because tgirls are perfect. it is simultaneously true that wanting to keep your dick is judged and wanting bottom surgery is judged because everything we do is judged. love yourself and your sisters

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Tumblr is so good at days of the week. Why can't we pick a day of the week to all be publicly bad at art and/or writing.

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drinking water when I have a headache should give instant relief. it should go away. what's even the point of drinking water if it can't do that

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hate when I'm trying to just take a normal drink but it turns out I'm thirstier than I thought so I end up gulping it down like a goddamn cartoon characer. the indignity of water lust.

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my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor

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its incredibly funny to me that the rest of the internet thinks tumblr is some sort of internet deadzone but every reference they make can be traced back to this website somehow. they dont think they’re quoting a tumblr post from 2011 but they are. they think they came up with goncharov but don’t know it started with a fucking shoe