i don't believe that i was born during the wrong time period or in the wrong country. i believe that i was born into the wrong material existence altogether. i feel like more like a goddamn space alien than i do a human being at this point.
resilience is not sustainable we are not supposed to endure life we are supposed to live it
"woah this post looks creepy who would like this??"
it's not for you
"this art piece makes no sense and is so ugly"
it's not for you
"this post is so weird I have never thought like that?"
it's not for you
"what they identify as an animal? no one does that?"
it's not for you
the world doesn't revolve around you
neither does the internet.
we exist, cringe culture is dead, fuck normality
laptop husbandry tip: the fans spinning up just means its EXCITED, not DISTRESSED. this is a COMMON MISCONCEPTION and it does not need to go to the vet
The Stars in the Sky Are Screaming At Me, I Burn Even Brighter When No One Sees
“ough” is such a raw emotion i dont think i could live without it
Shame on anyone that tries to make transformation sound easy
POV: u have gender dysphoria AND species dysphoria
commission for @ironymobile :3c
she/they • call me squishy • moth • voidpunk -------------------------------------------------------- I don't want this sideblog connected with my other blogs, if you mention it on my others you will be blocked. this also applies to mentioning my other blogs here.
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