February 2011
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You Know You're Trans* When: #204 You consciously...
oh my god I used to do that all the time.
Then I stopped giving a shit because crossing my legs is the most comfortable sitting position for me and if people don’t like it they can gtfo. ;p
“I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The...”
– Nelson Mandela (via thingssheloves)
January 2011
Discovering that the powerpoint trial is too new...
Not too much like a boss. ;_;
i like the idea of things more than i actually...
I don’t know, but I’m kind of the same way.
Downloading a 30 day trial of powerpoint just to...
Like a boss.
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genderfork:
Does it matter who I am and what I like? When can I stop worrying, and just be me?
“All you had to do was pull a book from the shelf and open it and suddenly the...”
– Ray Bradbury (via cavesoflilith)
This a little bit, but even more with music for me.
“Long after you have swung back
away from me
I think you are still with me:...”
– Denise Levertov, “Losing Track” (via proustitute)
Deleted *one* of the uber-personal posts
Because I forgot one of my best friends followed me and honestly, it would be really awkward if she knew about all that stuff without me being ready to tell her about it. Mebbe she already read it, I dunno. I hope not, though.
It’s funny; I’m more comfortable with internet people knowing my past crap than I am my irl friends… ha ha. <:/
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“People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid...”
– V (via intrepidwanderer)
Wow I haven't actually had the front page of my...
I’ve been quite detached from everybody because of it and I didn’t even really notice it until now. I guess I’m sort of immersing myself so I don’t have to think about all the crappy crap that happened today.
That awkward moment when your lips are really...
And then instead of smiling you’re grimacing in pain and awkwardness. -_- damn chapped lips…
it doesn’t help that I have a really bad habit of biting off my lip skin even if it’s scabby and even in the summer. I just always do it. Thus… nearly eternally chapped lips. *le sigh* This is why I can’t have good things.
And one random addendum:
I feel so trapped right now. I want to move out of my mother’s house, as I have to walk on eggshells all the time around her. I can’t be myself around her. But I could NEVER move in with my father for reasons previously stated. I have no idea where I can go, but I know I want to (perhaps nearly *need* to) go away SOMEWHERE once school ends. Hopefully something awesome will come up...
legss replied to your post: Ok…. so this is really fucked up and I just sort of started working through it right now and it’s really hard to even type out. (It is under ‘read more’ because it is very personal, long, and triggering to abuse survivors)
i wanted to let you know that i read this post but felt ridiculous “liking” it. i hope you work through this!!!
ha ha...