love when stories inflict unspeakable horrors onto a person for no real reason. its not karma. its not payback. its not a lesson. its not your fault. no ones even out to get you in particular. youre not the chosen one or special or anything. it just sorta happened and you were there. sorry man
Team “not actually oblivious to flirting, just terrified of appearing presumptuous” represent.
my friends r so talented. rb if ur friends are talented
i just made up a guy in my head named haiku joe while saying "hi cujo" to my dog, i think it woukd be pretty cool if that was an actual real life niche internet celeberty
Not shaving and not wearing make up are literally nonbehaviors. They’re a complete lack of action. But doing nothing is considered masculine because women are not allowed to just be. this goes double for trans women.
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i should’ve been a cat
The trans girl you have a crush on is literally never going to get the hint, you gotta fucking tell her, now, go do it.
i hope that every baby tenno ever knows that i'm not judging them for being new or not having a fancy fashionframe whenever i approach them in a relay or hub-
i promise i'm just looking at you and your profile with the widest most excited eyes ever, i'm just wayy too nervous to figure out what to say to you, and i don't want to be patronizing by asking if you want help ;w;
baby tenno, you are so so so cool- i'm so happy you're here, and i really hope you end up finding the same amount of enjoyment and community here that I have.
We have been through many wars before, but this war was not like the ones before it. Our lives were turned upside down. We became displaced from one place to another. We are the Anas family, residents of northern Gaza, specifically in the Shujaiya area. In the first week of the war, we fled our home because everyone considered our home to be in a dangerous area. We moved to the Rimal area, specifically in the middle of Gaza. There, we received the news that our home, which contained all our beautiful memories, was bombed. Suddenly, it was gone!!! Just thinking that your home, which you worked hard on and built from scratch and took a lot of your life, was gone in less than a second ! After a while, we left the sands to the Al-Zawaida area because of the heavy shelling. We stayed there for about two weeks, and then the terrorist army asked us to go to Rafah. We actually fled for the fourth time to Rafah and stayed there for two months, some of the most difficult days of our lives, as there was no way or means to live a normal life. 😔😔 After that, because of the invasion of Rafah, we moved to Deir al-Balah. Now, we are in very difficult and oppressive circumstances.
Hi! My name is Ruby, my fursona is Orbit, I've got a whole list of intrests, mostly sci-fi and fantasy stuff. she/her 19
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