Bear with me

Having a therapist who isn't used to trans patients will truly have you feeling like Koko the gorilla trying to articulate your feelings in a coherent way. "No peepee huge honkers, I cry? Huge honkers no peepee, sadness, doctor."

are they really “fem presenting” or do they just have boobs. are they really “masc presenting” or do they just have facial hair

[ begin id: a screenshot of a tag that reads "#and is anyone presenting as anything at all or did we just make all this shit up" / end id ]

Reblog with your score

HOW?

Made the worst brownies ever created just now

Chat where did I go wrong

the reviews are in

context (via @mellorocket)

doubly funny that I saw a compilation of all the corporate accounts like "aw thanks elmo, we're doing well" meanwhile all the flesh and blood real human people are extremely not okay

Okay but Elmo had actually the best and sweetest response to all this trauma dumping:

And then all the other Sesame Street character accounts joined in:

And now I’m thinking maybe we’re gonna be okay… 💗

(Comment compilation from this Twitter)

I kinda feel for the poor person running Elmo's Twitter.

"So, boss... I may have messed up."

"What did you do, Ray?"

"Well, I made a post for Elmo saying 'Hi, how's everybody doing?'"

"I mean, that's kind of what we pay you for."

"Yeah, but.... <sigh> it turns out pretty much everyone is hanging on by a thread, badly enough that they needed to tell Elmo."

"Oh."

"God help me, boss, I think Elmo needs to be there for them."

"Get the others."

this is the energy that jim henson would be proud of.

and important addition

Source: instagram

Detail from a walk. Maybe I’m losing it but everything looked so lovely yesterday.

[transcription of a reddit comment]

ew72 • 19 hr. ago

I'm a type 1 diabetic. I require insulin to live, multiple times a day.

When I was in middle school, many years ago, we didn't have insulin pumps and had to use syringes and vials like everyone else.

The school refused to let me carry it with me, meaning I had to go to the nurses office several times a day to inject. It's not just before lunch but could be any number of times depending on the current blood sugar levels.

The district then cut nurse staff to just spending half a day at two schools, and the nurse left before I had lunch.

I asked the office staff to unlock the office so I could take my insulin and eat lunch. They refused.

By middle school, I'd been dealing with t1 for about 5 years, and didn't take shit on the topic. I went to the school lobby, picked up the payphone (I just dated myself) and called 911, telling them, "Hi, I'm at (school), am type 1 diabetic and the office won't unlock a door and let me take insulin."

They sent a fire truck, and a bunch of firemen met me outside and walked me to the office and asked, while ignoring the staff, which room was the nurses office. I pointed to the door and he was like, "Okay boys, chop it down, this kid need his insulin!"

Suddenly, the office secretary could unlock the door and I didn't need to put it in the nurses office everyday anymore.

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who's a pretty bird

There are freshly independent possums scattered around my yard like fat little Easter eggs trotting through the grass and bricks at dusk.

Scamperin' and schemin'...

this made me emotional ;-;

kabutops stares death in the face

i’ll do you one sadder

THAT’S WORSE

That’s so much worse

Pokemon Heritage Post

imagine being an animal without a tail i'd be livid

wait

happy lesbian visibility week