Fun Confession Time: So I'm A Trans Man, And My Now-girlfriend (long Distance) Was My Childhood Friend

fun confession time: so i'm a trans man, and my now-girlfriend (long distance) was my childhood friend as well but both of us only realized that we liked each other back in october (at around the same time even) but neither of us realized that we liked each other back so i was down bad for months while she started. making jokes about us getting divorced. like "i'll divorce you if you do that again" or "let's get married so that we can divorce". so one day i was playing lethal company with her and some other friends of mine, and she and i went off to go explore on our own, and i found that bit of loot that's like a wedding ring. so i made my character crouch and was like "will you marry me... so that we can fulfill your dreams of divorce?" i don't remember if she actually responded to that or not but that's how i proposed to my gf before we started dating lol. i asked her out a couple weeks later on valentine's day while playing fucking genshin impact of all games (she loves it, i tolerate it) and i was so overjoyed that the very next day i lost my phone on the train. she sends me yaoi books in the mail and keeps bringing up awkward texts i sent in middle school to tease me. i couldn't be more in love

helllll yea

for anyone who has ever asked themselves "am I trans enough?" or "am I allowed to call myself trans even if I'm not passing?"

I want you to know that you are loved, I want you to know that you are 'trans enough' and that you don't have to do anything extra to prove that. you don't need to pass as any specific gender in order to be trans, you don't need to be on HRT, and you don't need to be publicly out as trans either.

you are wonderful, and you deserve to be treated with respect. please don't let other people or your own intrusive thoughts make you feel any different

Thierry Feuz — Summernight  (lacquer, glitter and acrylic on canvas, 2008)

Of meat, bones and blood

The walls of my room watched me. They enjoyed me opening my skull with nails, turn my stomach, bite my own tongue, they watched the red in my skin.

And I also stared back, as if I were going to find some peace in that whiteness. I didn't know if I was scared or welcomed for the idea of ​​one day being so cold and pale and quiet as this smooth immensity in front of me.

But since I'm unfortunately human, mouth open, I will remain silent so as not to feel jealous of bricks that, like a sordid trick, live around in the blissful ignorance of observe, not talk, not pretend, not be.

(Me describing my hatred for myself and humanity in general, but you can also call it depression)

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Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?

Hey. Why isn’t the moon landing a national holiday in the US. Isn’t that fucked up? Does anyone else think that’s absurd?