I Hate School So Much, I Was Sh Clean For Almost 7 Months But I Relapsed Yesterday, Feeling Like The

Ice cold takes from a Transgender Woman:

Not all Men are evil

Everyone has the capacity for evil

Transgender Men are men

Transgender Women are women

Excluding Cisgender Men from your spaces requires Transgender Men to out themselves if they want to engage (Same for Women)

Anyone can be Non-Binary, there is no "look" or requirement

Non-binary masculine presenting people should be welcome in queer spaces, many are just treated as men and predators

Non-binary feminine presenting people should be welcome in queer spaces without being seen as "Woman-Lite"

No children by the moutain goats will always be about me and my dad

Stopped taking my antidepressants and now I'm convinced all my friends hate me, that I'm dumb and also just not worth of existing 😀

When your friend says something in a slightly different tone and suddenly you're with your dad again and having every single aspect of you being ridiculed and mocked wondering if you'll ever be good enough

American Roadtrip Part 2: Motel Edition! (Part 1)

Sometimes you need to engineer your own fanfic trope. As a treat.

Kidnapper: we have your son.

Hotch: but my son is with me right now.

Kidnapper: ..shit. then who is this? he asked to pour him 250 ml of chocolate milk because I quote “statistically-

Hotch: fuck they have Reid. BABY, HOLD ON I’M COMING!

Can you do a boyreg with boy toys like cars and stuff?

Sure!

I want someone to love me softly, I'm tired of the violent love, the kind of love that makes you feel dirty and unworthy. I'm tired of hearing my father's voice in the throat of anyone who expresses even the slightest bit of discontent or disapproval towards me. I want soft kisses and hugs and light touches and quiet understanding and light conversations that make you feel warm inside. I want to feel worthy for once, feel peace for once.

It's not that i don't love you.

It's about the way that i never knew what fatherly love was even tho he was always there in my life, it's the fact that the first memory i have is of me crying because i was in pain and hiding it from my dad because even at 5 i knew better then to expect anything other then anger and disgust from him

It's not that i don't love you.

It's the summer that my first love, the boy i considered my brother and the only person to ever truly know me told me he didn't want to be friends anymore because i was too much to handle

It's not that i don't love you.

It's the fact that after meeting my dad the only way my mum could find happiness was in the bottom of a bottle

It's not that i don't love you.

It's about the way I've never felt truly worthy of love and happiness, it's about how the only way i can feel anything is thought a blade or a bottle or drugs

It's not that i don't love you, it's that i do

INSPIRED BY THE POEM "IT'S NOT THAT I DON'T LOVE YOU" BY a-political-outcast

I just don't know what the point of living is anymore, what's the point if my dad is still gonna be my dad till the day i die, if my family is still gonna be my family, if I'm never gonna be skinny,cis,straight or normal for fucks sake. This is it for me, I'm never leaving this country or this city and that fucking sucks