Seeing Younger Transfems Gives Me Hope.

I’ve noticed something kind of tragically hilarious.

most trans girls on Tumblr are either running horny blogs, quietly battling clinical depression, or both. Like, the sacred rite of passage seems to be crying in a hoodie that smells like girl sweat and regret… only to pause mid-sob, scroll past some gorgeously drawn or written smut, and casually reblog it with a tag like “me n my gf (manifesting)” before going right back to spiraling.

It’s honestly an entire mood board: chipped nail polish, thighs half-shaved, heart in shambles—but the blog? Impeccably curated with soft porn, cursed memes, and big gay energy.

We're not okay, but at least we’re hot, gay, and terminally online about it. Tumblr’s our little church where we worship by thirsting, crying, and healing in the weirdest, most beautiful ways. Bless this chaotic little girlhood. Amen.

Excuses, excuses!

How dare there aren't an cute girls cuddling with me in my bed rn, playing with my sensitive body, kissing me, squishing all the right spots..

This is utterly criminal. Transphobic even.

A quiet, happy life.

The Primal Urge.

The primal urge to softly pin a cute trans girl against the wall while she’s passionately rambling about her hyper-specific nerdy obsession? It should be studied. Like, there’s something dangerously adorable about the way her eyes light up when she starts info-dumping, completely unaware of how kissable she looks mid-sentence. You don’t want to interrupt her—but gods, you do want to press your lips to hers just to see if her voice catches when your hands slip a little lower.

She’s talking about lore, or mechanics, or some obscure anime theory, and all you can think about is how badly you want to take control—not to silence her, but to show her she’s wanted, and loved in all her passionate chaos.

Honestly? Studying her would be the best kind of science. Hypothesis: cute nerd girls deserve to be adored, spoiled, and lovingly ruined.

Well I think most folks got drafted (especially black and/or poor folks) and were torn out of their youth and thrown into a war they didn't really want so... I think it's ok to shed a tear and spend a minute thinking about the poor pigs that were sent into a grinder not of their own making..

But I'm not big on the Vietnam War, my thing is ancient Roman fishponds.

"This memorial day we remember our Vietnam veterans" alright. That's a fucking participation trophy.

How dare there aren't an cute girls cuddling with me in my bed rn, playing with my sensitive body, kissing me, squishing all the right spots..

This is utterly criminal. Transphobic even.

I-I got a Creedence Best of vinyl, and it'd be pretty cool if we got to listen to some Nazareth and Sabbath too >.< 👉👈

A cute transfem should come over listen to 70s rock with me we do so on Vinyl or however you prefer and make out and kiss or something

This is fucking hilarious

from twitter user deejaygeejaygee

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