I'm a transgender girl.I'm autistic. And I have a hard time making connections, sometimes I'm afraid of people. It is difficult for me to start a conversation, but feel free to write to me, I will answer everyone.
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Blue stocking, babydoll (2010)
I was bad, they spanked me! (2010)
Unfortunately, I no longer have this blue dress.
Just a picture
Have you seen I Saw the TV Glow?
I didn't see it. Maybe I should check it out?
Here's the latest song from The Cure. And I listen to it in amazement, and I'm sure, because I know, I know with absolute certainty, that I will never be more than 16 years old. Time is out of my hands, I can't keep it - how many and how many years I can remember, and every year is just yesterday. Robert's voice hasn't changed at all because Disintegration was just yesterday and Wish was just yesterday too. So towards the end of my life, the picture came together. It doesn't matter what was or what will be. Everything is just now. This is the moment I was born, and this is the moment I die.
Do you mind some time to text have been admiring you for a while
Thank you! 🙂😊😊
My soul is like this picture…
This picture is from August 27 this year
August 27, 2016
Now, this minute…
I think that when you feel such a strong shine within yourself, as if you are on the verge of enlightenment, and it manifests to you outside, that's when you see the angels. It is infinitely beautiful and also infinitely frightening when you are faced with the annihilation of yourself to move into a higher state. It's a moment, only to not come back to yourself for years afterwards. I've always been on the edge of life. I have never belonged to this world, but I have never dared to die in order to be reborn.
Let the fate of the world be our turn: our inner reality must shape the world, not the other way around! So let us have the faith and strength to know that what we do and who we are is the right way, provided that we realize our God-given and inspired destiny, and not just pursue our individual desires.
Hali buy fashion V neck bowknot lace hem ruffle print cami top
Summer
I really respect the way you put your words together and tell the truth about the aholes out there.
Thank you! I love to speak the truth!
Budapest, Danube bank, rainy weather
It's also vintage
November 2015
I have to deal with passing somehow. By getting older every year. With the sure knowledge that I will never shine like an angel again. No matter how hard I try, every attempt is hopeless - I can't stop time, I'll soon be a withered, rotten tree. Baudelaire's poem: Une Charogne reminds me, yes, that's how we end, so that's how I end… And I don't have the strength to accept this. …
Derrière les rochers une chienne inquiète Nous regardait d'un oeil fâché, Epiant le moment de reprendre au squelette Le morceau qu'elle avait lâché.
— Et pourtant vous serez semblable à cette ordure, À cette horrible infection, Etoile de mes yeux, soleil de ma nature, Vous, mon ange et ma passion!
Oui! telle vous serez, ô la reine des grâces, Apres les derniers sacrements, Quand vous irez, sous l'herbe et les floraisons grasses, Moisir parmi les ossements.
Alors, ô ma beauté! dites à la vermine Qui vous mangera de baisers, Que j'ai gardé la forme et l'essence divine De mes amours décomposés!
/Baudelaire: Une Charogne/ Detail
