Little Girl, Where Did You Sleep Last Night?

they make me sick

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

:) thank you

can I have a headpat :( It's been a rough week

Reblog daily for health and prosperity

I love being alone most of the time. It's the only state of being I know of how to be. Like a concrete flower. There, but not noticed, or acknowledged. Crying alone when nobody else is awake or around. Never having space to myself. Everybody wants to be involved now for themselves. I'm just tired, really. Tired of never feeling like I can achieve a deep emotional connection to anybody, or being completely myself because of things I can not help. It's just something too far out of my reach. I have to just accept my role of being the called upon one, who nurtures and cares for somebody, and being ditched when the person they really want comes back, but still being there. It's my birthright. My curse of life.

wish is was easier to distinguish between what is my gender identity vs gender presentation. Like I can wear whatever clothes I want, but how do I want them read on me? >:( I'm hoping and praying I get approved for a chest reduction. I want it flat and I want to be free, I can take it from there. With my chest being so big, it's hard to really see myself as who I am....whoever that may be. It improperly fits my body and so clothes are always too fucked up. God I want to be able to see myself aside from this fucked up body.

what do you mean elon musk did a nazi salute on live tv at the united states presidential inauguration twice and is now erasing the evidence off the internet by replacing the footage with the crowd cheering instead?

would be a shame if people reblogged this, wouldn’t it?

It’s not just the “Gulf of America” nonsense