people really need to stop making fun of young trans boys who go through the “im a soft plant boy uwu” phase, who dye their hair pastel colors, who go through the space prince phase, who dresses very feminine. realizing you’re trans can be pretty tough so staying “soft” can be a good middle ground for these young boys who were previously raised feminine. making fun of young trans men that call themselves soft/soft boys is so harmful. let them find themselves, grow out of it on their own. if you consider yourself an “elder” and make fun of these kids you’re a terrible role model.
if you’re cis you can rb this just don’t speak on the subject
also just. stop making fun of gnc trans men altogethor. its not something to grow out of for everyone and thats just as okay and acceptable as it is for boys who its just a phase for.
how a trans man wants to present himself isnt anyones business but his and not a single one of them deserves to receive shit for it
Month: December 2018
hey trans friends
if you need binders/breast forms/makeup/etc but don’t want your parents to know, now is the best time to get it.
you can order whatever it is online and when the package comes in if the ask what it is you can say something like “it’s a secret!” or even just sssh them. they’ll assume it’s a present for whatever holiday you celebrate and probably won’t press the issue.
oh my god this is amazing
I normally don’t reblog stuff like this but this is a very important life hack!
make sure you actually buy a present though or else this is all going to fall apart. it doesn’t have to be expensive, e.g. a “best dad” mug, socks, a bath bomb, multi-tool variations of everyday objects, soap, tea, a candle, et cetera.
November/December, Happy Holidays
two things in particular which news sites do that are unforgivable, one: carry stories published by the sun, two: imply that whenever jenny slate is in a relationship with another celebrity, the other celebrity is settling
things-are-looking-up-oh-finally:
bella-likes-nutella-and-acapella:
bella-likes-nutella-and-acapella:
you ever see girls that are so pretty that you don’t know what to do with yourself
i made a pretty girl laugh w/a silly joke and i got so flustered that i apologized
this pretty girl told me my hair was cute and touched it briefly and I couldn’t form full sentences for a solid 10 minutes.
at a football game a pretty girl told me i was cute and she also called me kiddo and i couldnt play my instrument right for the rest of the night
every girl I see is pretty, I am in a constant state of paralysis
this pretty girl offered to teach me how to longboard and when she was teaching me how to balance she put her hands on my hips and I felt my soul leave my body
one time a pretty girl called me “gorgeous” and I was so shocked and flustered that I literally cried right in front of her
today a pretty girl walked me out of class and i was surprised when she kept walking even though we reached her bus stop and i asked her where she was heading and she said “oh i just wanted to walk you to wherever you’re going” and we both blushed
at work this summer there was a pretty girl who came in multiple times a week and every single day she showed up I would lose the ability to form coherent sentences for at least ten minutes
A pretty cashier at the campus store told me I was pretty and I got so flustered that when I went back to my room I had to lay down for half an hour and my roommate was starting to get concerned.
There’s a REALLY pretty girl in my band class and she’s three chairs away from me and every time I even glance up at her she looks back and smiles at me and I forget how to read music
This entire post just added 10 years to my life and soul
Once I was getting off the bus and there was a girl so beautiful next to me that I tripped and walked into a bus pole.
honestly me every time i see my gf, like holy shit, but also once in college i ran across this weird gothy/pseudo-victorian girl and she was so painfully pretty that i died
Once I met a girl so pretty I lost all ability to differentiate between languages and gave her my coffee order in three different ones mashed together.
(She laughed at me, but that’s okay, because she married me two years later.)
This thread ended in the best possible way. I hope y’all stay pure
via reddit.com
You ever die just to flex on a medical professional?
I just need good sex and a fat blunt
i hate talking to men like….like i have to play BOTH parts in the script to keep the conversation interesting bc they’re just like “that’s fair” or “yeah totally” like anytime a guy tries to talk to me im like …pls have a thought ready to go. i cant keep this pace up for much longer
lmao THAT or the other extreme where they lack the basic self-control required to have a normal conversation and instead they command the entire conversation in that fucking ted talk voice ‘teaching’ you things you already know
Your Hatred Is Your Own (Curse Jar)
A spell jar to isolate the negative energy of a person.
Ingredients
– Red pepper
– Ginger
– Dirt (as dry as possible)
– Common rock
– Name sigil of the intended victimSteps
1. Collect your ingredients and prepare your workspace
2. Find or create a name sigil for the intended victim. Write it on a paper.
3. Add the ingredients to the jar.
4. Crumple up the sigil paper or burn it and add the ashes to the jar.
5. Seal with a white candle.
Peter, at the end of a brutal fight, leaning over a dead baddie: He’s yeed his last haw.
Shuri: Aliven’t.
Loki: Press “F” to pay respects.
Tony, facepalming on the inside of his suit: You know none of this will make sense in a couple of years, right? Absolutely no sense at all.
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