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in love with this image i found on facebook

theloopus

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EMMA: It's just that I, uhm... want something more. I want to spend some part of my life as me. Whoever that is. Not just as someone's, I don't know, daughter, or wife, or mother. I want to... I want to stop feeling like...
SAM: A non-person.
EMMA: Yeah. A non-person.

S02E04 | Margaret Atwood, The Tent, "Clothing Dreams" | S02E10 | source unknown | S04E12, S03E06, S04E15, S03E07, S02E08, S05E05 | Mitski - Valentine, Texas | S02E20 | Heather Havrilesky, How to Be a Person in the World | S05E22 + S03E11

thefallling

Dearest fellow tumblrinas, Do I have a poll for you!

How many blogs do you follow(roughly)?

Less that 100

101-200

201-300

301-400

401-500

501-600

601-700

701-800

801-900

901-1000

1001-1500

1501+ (DAMN)

Got curious.

Anyways please reblog for larger sample size

If you do I'll give you a big hug :D (with consent)

really been on a “being a handsome lad like women are handsome lads but also being in no way a woman” kick this summer….at the same time very new gender feeling for me but it’s also very comfortable. i do kind of miss the primping up and preening and changing my outfit 3 times in a day just because i feel like putting together a new one for fun. which is a big part of my “being a pretty lady like men are pretty ladies without being neither a man nor a lady” gender moments. like i dont feel like putting together 4 outfits a day atm but i still miss it because it’s so fun?? idk how to explain it. it scratches an itch in my brain like nothing else does. but i will come back to it at some point!! so i better just enjoy this gemder moment while it lasts <3

inquietarsi

Vincent Van Gogh, Chestnut Tree in Bloom, 1887
and Path in the Woods, 1887

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