I always act like I don’t care what people think.
I think I shouldn’t care… but I think I’m starting to.
Because I weirdly care what he thinks, what’s on his mind when he looks my way and laughs.
One side of my brain says it’s because he’s making fun of me, the other says it’s because he gets fluttery thoughts when he sees me too.
Because I weirdly care what she thinks, what’s on her mind when we tease each other in class.
One side of my brain says she finds me annoying and pities me to the point where she doesn’t say anything, the other says her brain goes fuzzy when I smile just like mine does when she laughs.
Because I weirdly care what they think, when me and my friends laugh loudly during morning time.
One side of my brain says they think we’re funny, the other side says we’re annoying and should shut up.
And my thoughts get so loud sometimes…
So loud I even wonder what I think of myself.
I hate that I care what people think.
It makes everything so much harder.
Was having negative self talk about my gender in my head earlier. Got a text from a trans friend who READ MY FLIPPING MIND and validated me.
I don’t wanna know what physic link us trans people have, but it’s as comforting as it is scary.
(This is your reminder to send your trans friends a note, or remind yourself, that you are a freaking rockstar.)
Help I’m obsessed ❤️
He’s so right actually
Aw shucks.
I wad a bad girl I did some bad things
…. Did you just Karma me?
…….. heh………
can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying
Grah
Grah
(He/him, Biromantic trans man) I rant, draw, and sometimes dance if asked nicely. This is just my outlet so don’t mind me. (18-2000000 years old. Guess.)
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