Latest Posts by maybeemayhem - Page 2
A girl like me?? Inside??? Studying?????
I should be outside in the gentle crisp autumn air looking at a bug, recalling all my favourite things, and making peace with the fact that I might never see some of them again. They will not long for good company, as I will be sending marvelous friends as I march ever onward
update on personal life stuff
got hit by 12 cars and died. sory. all at once. no traces left behind. I think one of the cars was carnivorous
logically I Know it's an irrational thought to have but it still irritates me to no end when stuff that's super popular gets the exact intended emotional reaction out of me
reblog to thank ur mutuals for providing enrichment to ur enclosure
hey wait! i know you! we used to be chained next to each other in the cave! wow, so good to see you, how are ya? man. remember how we used to talk about the shadows on the wall together. gosh that was a long time ago. but hey. sure is one heck of a sun out here, right? it's good to see you.
not to be a slut but i would love to sleep next to someone
my top hobbies are shame and embarrassment but i also occasionally dabble in envy
genuinely makes me sad how many young gay trans men settle for cishet men who blatantly misgender them and see them as women because they assume that no cis gay man would be interested in a trans man
HELLO??? LOSING MY MIND???
call me a weiner
really crazy how much one (1) friend hang out can do for your mental health. do people know about this?
My favorite jokes are about mispronouncing philosophers' names but I'm afraid it's a nietzsche subgenre
i'm making a collection
if you want to be a good ally to trans women you have to stop using masculine language as the default. literally stop it
your life is not an optimization problem
girls love developing debilitating crushes on their friends. it’s one of girls’ favourite pastimes even
walk into the local in a skirt and a guy calls me a “fucking faggot”, and i explain to him that im actually a femboy not a trans woman and he says “oh sorry lad, so you still relate to masculinity in some sort of way” and im like yeah and hes like “sorry mate” and im like ur fine honestly happens all the time and hes like “buy you a drink?” and one turns into two turns into three and he’s hilting in me in the mens and im panting and my mascara’s running and my tits are bouncing and my skirt’s up over my little estrogenated ass and he says “good girl” and i moan and he says “i fucking knew it” and clatters my head off the wall and i go down and he doesnt even have the good grace to finish on my unconscious body hes so mad. anyway can you pick me up i have a concussion
girl you have to stop mythologizing that one really good few months
