from left to right;
I am afraid to hold my boyfriend’s hand.
My friend’s parents sent her away.
I found death threats in my locker.
I submitted to electroshock therapy.
I lost half my friends after coming out.
My grandmother sends me hate mail.
My school won’t let me take my date to prom.
I am not here anymore.
My dad tried to beat it out of me.
No one is proud of me.
This showed up on my blog again. Forever reblog.
The “I am not here anymore.”
Oh my. This hit hard.
i don’t even care that this isn’t black and white.
things your friends will say if you’ve made a good pun:
- get out
- fuck you
- shut the fuck up
- oh my god why
- you need to stop
- you’re not funny
- that was terrible
They then proceed to sink your friendship.
What if like…there was an exact copy of you somewhere, except they’re the other gender, like you guys could literally have a freaky friday moment and nothing would change. Imagine the best friendship that could be found there.
I could literally go fuck myself.
ah, theres two types of people
K I L L Y O U R D O U B L E
apparently there are three
ONE FOR EACH GENDER!
That was it. That was really it. She knew that she had told herself that that was it only seconds earlier, but this was now the final real ulimate it.– Douglas Adams, Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency (via hitchhikersguidetothegalaxy)
"This is the proverbial ‘it’." -Max Quadrupleen
i express my emotions in long groans at different octaves