I have now officially used tumblr (and YouTube comment sections) to build up my self confidence. I'm now half way between a cuck and a god, there is no better way to exist than now.
I love the fact that I’m using this cesspool of chaos and showers to build up my self confidence.
Mfw one of my special interests is leftism but I can't talk about it to anyone I know:
Some of the guys at my school are doing something I find very funny. They have taken over an area of the cafeteria at lunch, and they request a toll to sit there. The toll is to eventually buy some fries, which they call, "community fries." Any lose change someone donates means they get some community fries. I've so far donated 50¢ to the cause
me to everyone i meet: chill, it'll be fine! take care <3
me to myself: you walking disaster.
The most heart warming thing just happened to me at 7/11. It was the usual heartwarming story of a person at 7/11 saying something nice or doing something nice. Infact, it was sort of the opposite. I was paying for my snacks and I don't have a rewards number and I will most likely never have one. Then the guy behind me put his number in. He said it was because there's money to be saved sometimes but I really didn't care if there was or wasn't. It just felt real. It wasnt some saint giving me an extra taquito, it was just real. It was just two guys in a 7/11. Maybe it was the frugalness, maybe it was that he reminded me of so many threadbare men who've been I fluencial in my life. I wish him all the best, I hope he has a good day.
I don't have a time machine but there are some kids who I walk with (we walk along the same path when going home) and I make sure they know I'm listening. There's one who's voice echos off buildings, and she's reminds me of myself a lot. I hope no one destroys that spirit of hers, you do your best kid.
christ sometimes I just wanna. steal a time machine & go back & sit down next to my 9-year-old self and just like. let them pull out their pokemon card binder & gush about their holographic gyarados or whatever. I'd just smile & ask questions about motherfukcing bulbasaur & tell my kid self that I thought they were a neat person, & someday they'd find other people who thought so too.
like i'm a grown adult who honestly finds most kids stuff boring, but. damn if i could go back & hang out with my baby self & listen to them ramble...just so they knew someone was listening. i would in a heartbeat. thinking about u kid
I'm never sure if people believe me when I say I'm empathic because I can be quite the dink. But just look at me. I'm a doofus. I just put my large stuffed animals (whom I always sleep with) on the ground, gave em a pillow and wrapped em in a balnket.
I just adjusted and heard my bones crack, theyre not supposed to do that unless I tell them too.
I want a love triangle but the main character is a trans guy in a fantasy world (or just medieval) and the two interests are the queen and another servant who works for the queen. The queen is convinced he's a lesbian, and he makes the other servant question if he himself is gay or not. Both encounter the main character as both a nice looking woman, and a hot guy but neither of the interests figure it out until the end.
Me: why can I never find people who think like me or even similarly? Why do they always say some bullshit??
Also me: actually likes learning and school, anti capitalist who wants to build community, teacher pet, autistic, very queer, calls out people when to they say bigoted shit (and very bluntly), asks a lot of questions, intrups people in the middle of sentences to ask said questions, has a very crude and raunchy sense of humor,
-Trans autistic guy with bad sense of humor- -he/him- -Special Interests: Music, History, Anthropology-
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