It’s mad. I think he might be mad. He was certainly arrogant and really quite rude and he looks about 12 and he’s clearly a bit public school and, yes, I definitely think he might be mad but he was also strangely likeable. He was charming. It really was all just a bit strange.
So tomorrow, we’re off to look at a flat. Me and the madman. Me and Sherlock Holmes.
To all my UK trans ppl i do not recommend watching the BBC 2 documentary on transgender kids it’s entirely biased with an anti trans agenda and also used people’s youtube videos without asking for any permission first
I’d especially avoid it if you have been concerned with “what if I regret it” type of feelings because they do not frame transition as anything other than regret causing
GIF/Photo is not mine, credit goes to the creator(s)
They’ve always had that something. That something special. That what only few people truly have. That what people dream of having. That what some search their whole life, but don’t find it. You can see it in the way that they look at each other. The way that they share small glances across the room, having conversations with no actual words. Every single smile, delicate or not leads other people to the conclusion that there is something more, but there isn’t. At least not for them. It is and it always will be easier, to hide your feelings than to show them. They have that something that people only dream of having.. But it’s that something that can make even a smart man blind - love.
“Don’t touch me!”, She snarled at him as the Shelby pulled the drunken woman out from The Garrison Pub into the fresh air. “You’ve had enough - I’m taking you home before you’ll do something you’re going to regret.”, Thomas muttered as he pulled her from her arm while trying to head home. “No - I’m not going to go home!”, She argued as she tried to jag herself out of Tommys grip whos patience was shortly running out after a long night. “Fine, but I am not going to come back for you!”, Thomas finally snarled after quickly pulling her close to him, showing her that he meant what he said this time - she would need to find her way back home all by herself, no matter how intoxicated she would be he wouldn’t come for rescue. All she did was stay quiet and shaked her head as she watched Tommy showing her his back.
Everyone had clearly spent far too long perfecting their appearance. I used to feel intimidated by people like this; now I see them as walking insecurity beacons, slaves to the perceived judgment of others, trapped within a self- perpetuating circle of crushing status anxiety.