Did You Know You Could Stay Up All Night With Your Girlfriend Cuddling Naked And Watching ManlyBadassHero

Hey so uh these tumblr ads are getting bad what the FUCK

This isn’t a bit or photoshopped this came up on my dash a couple nights ago and I forgot until now.

white t girl i love you. and also do not forget that you are not the modern martyr for the oppressed voice. that's still black girls. it's always been black girls. stories of black martyrdom simply don't make it into the news cycle until the unrest caused by its reporting can be packaged as a "riot" segment between traffic reports. i know you suffer, but whatever you're experiencing, i beg you, when interacting with your community and building nuanced understandings of each other and the system which binds us, to not forget that a black tgirl has felt it 100 times worse before positioning yourself as an authority on all systems of oppression for having suffered unjustly at all. because you have suffered unjustly, but suffering unjustly as a white person means something so much different.

for years i've been collecting gifs from those gifsets where every gif is a word in a sentence but only the ones that just say 'the' and i'm wondering if i should finally publish my collection

ohhh I’m so sleepy you’ll have to rip me apart with your bare hands

Growing up both neurodivergent, and a trans girl (though I didn't know that part at the time) while also being athletic was a very weird experience.

I could gain social capital through being good at sports. People would see this weirdo kid that they would otherwise call a freak, but I threw a ball really good. So they didn't.

The better my stats were, the more of myself I was allowed to be.

It's a weird experience having a quantifiable measure of your social capital.

It's even weirder when it's gone and you don't know where you stand anymore.

a proposition has been submitted to build a satellite which can detect trans women from orbit and fire lasers at them. opponents of the plan are saying that it could incorrectly identify them as well and they don't want to be wrongly fried

oh god. estrogen finally letting me feel emotions is unfortunately having the side effect of now allowing me to process how much i wish i had the opportunity to live a normal girl childhood instead of a depressed egg childhood, and how many times as a kid i was clearly grasping blindly at whatever scraps of girlhood i could get away with

Searching for the ever elusive singlet trans girl

I LOVE TRANS GIRLS