being proud of something and NO one cares
Told my bf I loved in a dream last night. I don’t know how I feel about that…in his sleep he hugged me tighter right then as well.
I rant to guys about treating women like people and they get so butthutt and confused.A conversation that started about tattoos…
P.S. The real world isn’t going to accommodate you and your “comfort.” When you get off Tumblr, there aren’t any trigger warnings. Wearing a nametag with your “gender identity” on it would be absolutely laughable. You’ll have to learn to be an adult and deal with people without being psychotic and wishing death on them.
Losing friends is just finding out who isn’t a friend.
I’m doing good now. I know who cares.