*shakes Magic 8 Ball*

very heavy stuff today, but i need to get it off my chest

i dont exactly know how tumblr does the whole "read more" thing, so there's gonna be a spam of line breaks and after that read at your own risk. I dont even know what kinda TWs this would qualify under so consider this your "bad shit under here you've been warned"

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I am so fucking close to snapping i swear to neptune, allah, fucking buddha, any god that is fucking out there why do i have to be such a broken, useless piece of shit. fucking AAAAAAAAAAAAA im so fucking tired, so fucking tired of only existing to be beaten, used and abused then forgotten. Fuck my fucking life. It's never getting better, people keep fucking telling me that same platitude but i've been waiting two fucking decades for it to just magically "get better" and guess what IT FUCKING DOESNT. Im not even a real fucking person, im a goddamn *shard* of what used to be a person. im incapable of taking care of myself, incapable of ever "functioning" in modern society. all im ever going to be is someone's fucking retard burden to drag them down for the rest of my natural born fucking life. I look hideous, im completely disabled because of decades of constant mind-breaking trauma and will likely never recover, the country i live in is going to shit, im absolutely penniless with no hope of ever having an income. what fucking future is there. At this point im about ready to just give up, let go of the controls and let myself fade into nothing. There's two more fucking backup personalities in here maybe they wont be such fuckups. I was made to be a weapon, a survival-mode emergency shield and nothing more, i cant survive actual life. I cant even be someone's fucking malewife housecat and be pampered all day because i spun the orientation wheel and got "Dom-top". How the fuck does that work when i can barely get off the couch in the morning? when i have to be kept pretty much on fucking life support by someone else or ill literally drown in my own garbage. Maybe the bronchitis i had as an infant was meant to kill me and this is the world's way of correcting its mistake. Holy fuck here's to hoping i get hit by a meteor, like to charge reblog to fucking nail me like the dinosaurs.

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Vent over, here's a fish as a palate cleanser

casual survey: reblog if you want to kiss a girl right now

reblog to call prev cute :3

I really wish i was a girl. thats it, thats the post. i yearn to be lesbiab. i crave to be cute.

I don't know chief, sounds like something a hot person would say

how in gods name are you so hot

whattttt no I'm not >~<

the sad reality. I want to drag all my mutuals to my favorite aquariums but they live a distance of one william miles away

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

rb to tell prev they're being so brave right now and pat their head a little please

true to the prompt, I ain't saying what my response is. but my outspoken dom/top-ness and my 279 hours in Terra Invicta should make it clear that it's a safe bet to hide your garlic bread.

Reblog if you

1. Want to get pegged by a 9-15 foot tall plant women

2. Your Flort looks REALLY cute right now

Or

3. You could absolutely DEVOUR some garlic bread right now

But don’t say which one it is

I hope this reacha those of you who needed it most

If you haven’t had that moment yet—the one where you get to shed the weight of the world, even for just a little while—I promise, it’s coming. There are people out there who will hold you the way you deserve to be held. You are not alone. You never were. Better days are ahead, love. You’ll see.

It's that sapphic, trans girl urge to curl up like a small, fluffy creature against the warm body of someone who truly sees you—to press yourself into their touch, let out the softest little mewls, sighs, and whimpers as they stroke your hair and murmur sweet words of praise. Telling you how proud they are. How strong you are. How beautifully, undeniably you you’ve always been.

Because gods, you’ve tried so hard to be yourself—to fit into something that never quite fit you back. But in these moments, you don’t have to try. You can just be. Wrapped up in the arms of someone who understands, who knows the weight you carry, who shares it with you without hesitation.

perhaps it's because you're adorable. it's only the truth :3

Such a cutie~

Hh3hhjhejekeskekekejjjejmmjen MEOWWWWW

>////< why are people sending me flustering asks awawawawa