Missing
They found this tree when they were just a child. They were alone in this whole world and just wanted a place to call home. They come here almost daily. To read and write and to do all the other bits of life. The tree had always been tall and big. When they were younger they could climb it and rest on one of it's branches to read. Now they sit on the ground, leaning against one of the two gravestones and rest in the trees shadow. Whenever they visited, they could feel a longing inside their chest. It was like they were missing something or someone that they couldn't quite remember. This feeling of missing always growing bigger with each visit. Until one day a boy sat under the tree sketching.
Remembering
When he saw them for the first time it was like a stone was lifted from his shoulders. It felt as if he could finally breath freely again. He didn't know what he felt in that moment but with time he began to realise what it was. Sitting with them under the tree, talking, reading and drawing together. A feeling of home flooded him and them as well. This time that the two of them spent together it felt like something he remembered. A memory deep within his soul. A memory of happiness and joy. He felt like remembering this time from a life before.
Once
Old they lay, their life a tale to tell, under the tree that was still so young. They planted it here many years ago after meeting for the first time and planed to make this their last resting place. The time had come for them to go into another beautiful story of their own. They both knew. And so he asked "Will you promise to remember me?" "I can only promise to miss you, my love." they replied. And they both did miss, each to their own.
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*Happy noises*
1. Google “cat” on mobile or desktop
2. Click/touch the paw icon
3. Now click/touch anywhere else
4. Hehehehe
good responses to getting stabbed with a sword
rude
that’s fair
not again
are you gonna want this back or can i keep it
Loki: I'm proud to identify as a moronsexual. I'm attracted to dumbasses and dumbasses exclusively.
Stephen: What's the Spanish word for tortillas?
Tony: Dunno, let me check on Google translate
Loki, already taking off his clothes: By the Norns, you're both so fucking stupid.
"And just like that, we were strangers."
This
I think cis people who don't have gender dysphoria but just want to mess around with gender and are fully informed about all that hormones do should be able to easily get hrt if they want it. I think cis women that hate their chest and feel like its stressing them out quite a bit should be able to get top surgery and get it covered if they want to. I think cis men who hate or just dislike their body hair and want it removed, should be able to get it removed and that should be covered. I think anyone who wants bottom surgery should have access to it.
Like it's your body. You get to make these decisions. Not a doctor or a psychiatrist. The way transition is something that in many doctor's eyes only binary trans people should get access to just reinforces that we should all try being as close to the cis ideal as we can.
I've been seeing a lot of posts about how, yes cis people can also use whatever pronouns they like, but honestly? Cis people can have whatever access to any part of "transition" they desire.
Let me get this straight because I’ve only seen memes and am piecing this together as i go, but i think i figured out what’s happening.
Tumblr is advertising the tumblr app, on the tumblr app, using a photo of a guy in a Pikachu cosplay, because that’s what they think it will take to successfully sell this app, to people whom already use it?
But now the ball shaving ad is gone? Or is that one still in the mix?
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does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
when hozier wrote “there is no sweeter innocence than our gentle sin” was he intending to make every gay person on the planet weep? because if so, good job pal
last night I had a dream that there was a tumblr update and the only thing it changed was that for two minutes straight you could sprinkle shredded cheese on other blogs and their posts, and everyone's dashboard was just pandemonium as everyone cheesed each other. two minutes of abominable amounts of shredded cheese raining from the dash. tumblr at its finest. get cheesed
Genderfluid/Transmasc Pansexual/Pseudosexual AuDhd He/They 🏳️🌈♾️🏳️⚧️ Writing Poetry or something like that, sometimes short storys
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