· I got angry looking back in the past..

back at  sketchbooks of when I could draw and I liked my drawings.

taylourasaur:

Gotta get ready for CON CON CON CON.

Taking photos and being cute galore.

Come join us we’re watching RENT

runfoxyrun:

it’s transparent

  · I am they/them

taylourasaur:

taylourasaur:

today is not a good day.

so yesterday, basically some random old guy was very rude to me and cussed at me and called me missy and a bitch and complained that I had disrespected him. And repeatedly I asked how I disrespected him and told him that he did not need to insult me and that he was being very rude. And he threatened me that he’s from california so he’ll mess me up. And I was done, so I kept wishing him to have a good day over and over again until he left. I cried the rest of the way to school.

My boss helped me stop crying and made me feel better and took me out for froyo. but that good mood was ruined by my boss confronting me. My roommate either has a problem with a what if plan I had that I had ask if she would be okay with(months before it would have happened) and she said she was okay with it, and instead of coming and telling me she changed her mind, she told my boss. Or she gossiped, because she can’t keep her mouth shut and I and should have learned by now that I can’t tell her anything unless I want everyone else to know.

That made me feel sick and I excused myself from my bosses office to go home saying that I had eaten too much boba with my froyo, which was true. On the streetcar a different old guy started yelling about how he needs respect. It made me panic and start crying again.

Stopped to watch a building being destroyed. Some guy came over and we had a meaningful conversation and he was very understanding and even asked if I could explain some of the terms in the gender world for him because he didn’t understand them and wished to know. And he left me with some uplifting words along the lines of ‘some people suck and that if I keep looking I can find what I’m looking for, whether it be the good in people or who/what I am.

Then I went home, threw some clothes on one side of my bed, my sheets, blanket, and comforter on the other side, curled up in my nest of blankets and slept.

today on my way to school again, I saw the old guy who was very rude to me. I didn’t know if I wanted to keep walking, or apologize in a sarcastic manner. I ended up apologizing sincerely. And he apologized too. He apologized for his actions and apologized because he had gotten very drunk. We made up, wished each other and good day, and to take care.

taylourasaur:

today is not a good day.

so yesterday, basically some random old guy was very rude to me and cussed at me and called me missy and a bitch and complained that I had disrespected him. And repeatedly I asked how I disrespected him and told him that he did not need to insult me and that he was being very rude. And he threatened me that he’s from california so he’ll mess me up. And I was done, so I kept wishing him to have a good day over and over again until he left. I cried the rest of the way to school.

My boss helped me stop crying and made me feel better and took me out for froyo. but that good mood was ruined by my boss confronting me. My roommate either has a problem with a what if plan I had that I had ask if she would be okay with(months before it would have happened) and she said she was okay with it, and instead of coming and telling me she changed her mind, she told my boss. Or she gossiped, because she can’t keep her mouth shut and I and should have learned by now that I can’t tell her anything unless I want everyone else to know.

That made me feel sick and I excused myself from my bosses office to go home saying that I had eaten too much boba with my froyo, which was true. On the streetcar a different old guy started yelling about how he needs respect. It made me panic and start crying again.

Stopped to watch a building being destroyed. Some guy came over and we had a meaningful conversation and he was very understanding and even asked if I could explain some of the terms in the gender world for him because he didn’t understand them and wished to know. And he left me with some uplifting words along the lines of ‘some people suck and that if I keep looking I can find what I’m looking for, whether it be the good in people or who/what I am.

Then I went home, threw some clothes on one side of my bed, my sheets, blanket, and comforter on the other side, curled up in my nest of blankets and slept.

today is not a good day.

  · did I just spend the ten hours watching an entire anime series? yes.

  · I opened a jar with the pour of my mind

or I scared it into opening, one of those two answers.

my boss tried to open a dip jar and it just wouldn’t budge, so she extending it out to me and asked me to open it with my man powers.

I said okay and looked directly at the lid and reached out for it. Then we heard a pop and saw the lid rotate open, and all I had to do when my fingers got to the lid a second later was lift it up.

so either I opened it with the sheer power of my mind, or the jar was so terrified of my powers that it opened itself in fear and submission.

the kids were giraffter the candy, but I got the real prize.

I also got a sweet “tat” for my datemate. Flamingos are his favorite.

as above
so qǝloʍ

makes an awesome page and puts it up. goes back in to change one little url. tumblr decides it didn’t want to keep the css. ruins everything. five hours wasted.

welcome to tumblr, a place where we can’t accept that other people have headcannons

uneeck42:

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