-taps The Mic- Transfem Ctommy -the Crowd Cheers-

-taps the mic- transfem ctommy -the crowd cheers-

ok so i do have adhd but i feel as though this somehow transcends it. I just made a cup of tea 10 minutes ago. Im in a very small room. It has disappeared. I didnt leave the room. It just escaped. It is gone. It never was. Wheres my tea. It couldnt have gone anywhere and yet it has. Did i drink it and eat the cup and forget? Where is my tea. I miss her. This is fucked

R.I.P. The 2976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11 and R.I.P. the 48,644 Afghan and 1,690,903 Iraqi and 35000 Pakistani people that paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit

do you think on the morning they got to featherbrook chip watched the sun rise but only through the light glowing from behind gillion's head? do you think he couldn't tear his eyes away, not just out of concern, but because of the fact that despite the fact he was dying, gillion was still one of the most beautiful people he'd ever met?

the sun shining like a halo through his curls, catching the glimmers of his shinier scales, making his eyes shine just a bit brighter. he may have had barely any magic left in him. he was far from channeling anything. he was nearly on his deathbed, but it somehow was the most divine chip had ever seen him.

Troy doesnt get along with his father and sometimes thinks about men i said oh im sure