Me And Bestie Are The BEST At Playing Pranks

I miss bestie. They are the only person that would make my shit week any better :)

I get to see them tomorrow :)

@grey-loves-vikings

Anyone else get giddy when their friends call them their friend to other people or have I just instilled in my brain that everyone is lying and don’t actually like me

Johnny and pony are in a qpr and they will always be together

What do you mean that Jonny does so they can’t be in a qpr FOREVER…

YOUR HONOUR, THIS MAN IS SLANDERING THE NAMES OF THESE BOYS

Anyone else have autism and just like staring at the periodic table?

1 WEEK TILL GENDER CLINIC APPOINTMENT!!!!

1 WEEK TILL I FIND OUT IF I CAN GO ON T

Someone save me. I don’t like physics!!!!

Here’s something I wrote for English:

Three passions I live for.

To live for nothing is the same as to not live. The passions that rule my life are to live, to learn, and to long. To live in a way that inspires future generations of my family is what drives me to reach goals that do not seem possible considering how I live currently. To learn the ways of past generations and to learn how to be sustainable for the future of humanity, and to learn the ways of the academics who have provided the information I seek to acquire in my life. To long for a family and friends and a career is what drives me to seek new things and to brave the world and search for adventure.

I have wished to live a life that brings pride to future generations and my future descendants. I wish to live to put my mark on the world and to make a difference. To wish to live is a wish that is both constantly and never fulfilled. Wishing to live is fulfilled every morning I wake up and let my feet hit the ground. It is fulfilled every time I take a breath and let the air flow through my nose into my windpipe and fill my lungs. It is fulfilled with every connection I make and every skill I learn. Wishing to live can never be fulfilled until one day I don't wake up one morning and can't let my breath through my nose, into my windpipe and to fill my lungs and can't make any more connections or use any more skills. You do not live until you sit at the end of your life and think, "wow i really lived." and even at the end of your life when your breaths come hard and connections are weak you still will sit and wonder if your connections were enough to make your mark, if your skills will be passed on.

The wish for my skills to be passed on encourages the need to learn. The need to learn every skill and to become a master of every skill you lay a hand on. Treating every skill we learn like a piece of coal, brought up from a cave by our mothers and fathers and mentors, for us to turn into a diamond with the pressure of our own two hands. As we enhance our skills we refine that diamond until we can place it in a display of works that can be taught to our children and nieces and nephews and grandchildren. Passing down the diamonds that represent our skills to these younger generations so they can keep refining the diamond. Our diamonds get passed down and that is the mark we leave on our children. We learn the skills of our ancestors through diamonds passed through our families. We learn the way of the future through the coal we are gifted. In the end I will have a display of diamonds and a collection of skills that will be useful not only to me but to the future of my blood.

Seeking these collections of skills come from longing. I long for skills and I long for a life that fits the paradise I have imagined. I long for a career that comes from skills. Skills sharpened to give an advantage over the competition. The need to learn to follow the flow of the bustling web of people surrounding me clashing with the wish to live in an impactful way. The longing for both trying to break free from inside. We long for an opportunity to be memorable to our generation and to future generations.

Living and learning and longing are my passions. Living for the opportunity to make a mark, learning skills to pass on and longing for a perfect life may seem future oriented, yet, these have given me reason to live. These three concepts, simple in saying however hard in practice, have brought a purpose to my life. To live for future generations for me is to live for the product of what I have done and what I have become.

“How’s your head?”

There have been some vary prominent complaints.

(This is a joke, I’m aro ace.)

(I meant there has been some complaints but I do not care )

When you tell your therapist you’re in a qpr and her only question is “so are you Guy’s eventually going to move in together?”