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One day,
Our goodbyes
Will turn into
Sleepy goodnights
Escaping our tired lips.

Our can I call you’s?
Will turn into
Come here and hold me’s.

Our things
Won’t be
mine or
yours anymore.

One day,
I’ll scream in the middle of the night,
And you
Will pull me close;
tell me everything’s alright
And I’ll fall asleep.

One day,
You’ll come home
And tell me we need to get groceries,
We’ll make a list, and tape it to the fridge
But tomorrow we’ll forget it there
And you’ll blame me,
And I’ll blame you
And we’ll spend a hundred because
We couldn’t remember.
And were both too damn impulsive.

One day,
You’ll understand every aspect
Of my condition
But love me all the more.
And I’ll treasure you,
Hold your hand everytime it gets bad
Knowing I am okay,
With you.

One day,
I’ll wake up in the morning,
To the smell of cooking,
I’ll come down the stairs
Of a house we call ours,
And I’ll kiss the love of my life
Good morning
As well as goodnight.


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"You have this one life. How do you wanna spend it? Apologizing? Regretting? Questioning? Hating yourself? Dieting? Running after people who don’t see you? Be brave. Believe in yourself. Do what feels good. Take risks. You have this one life. Make yourself proud."

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"I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched."

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"When my daughter wants to go to the boy’s clothing section rather than the girls, I will buy her the clothes she feels comfortable in
When my daughter asks me if she can cut her hair “like a boy”, I will tell her haircuts are gender neutral and take her to the salon
When my daughter asks me to call her by the pronouns he and him and wants to be referred to as a boy, I will happily oblige
When my son comes home crying to me, begging to know why he isn’t “normal” I will tell him, “Baby, there’s nothing wrong with you. Sometimes things are misplaced, and you were just put in the wrong body.”
When my son asks me start undergoing the process to look the way he feels, I will make the appointment for as soon as I can and tell him, “I’m lucky to have a boy as wonderful as you.”"

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I’m crying.

LMAOOOOOOOOO the screaming in the beginning

"mr. owl"
"oh jesus christ"
"please don’t give me that look"
"please don’t fly"


That owl is 30000000% done

every time this video graces me with its presence i feel obliged to reblog it

never fails 

"human what the hell are you doing"


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