good love will find you

hey, shoutout to non-passing trans boys/mlm who:

-constantly have to deal with being misgendered

-have long hair!! (either bc theyre in the closet or by choice)

-have big hips/a large chest and feel like they can never pass

-are unable to transition currently (either because of financial or family situations)

-feel like they’ll never be seen as a man

-have high pitched “feminine” voices!

-get told theyre just straight girls

-feel like theyll never be accepted

-are scared theyll never find a boy who loves them

I promise that things will get better for you!! you’re just as much of a boy as any cis dude, and in time you will be able to transition and you will find a boy who loves you!!!

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#actualchildstilesstilinski

so, i noticed that my human bill turned a year old this month (ayy same birth-month!) so I thought it would be funny and interesting to compare him to the first real drawing I ever made of him (theres more but they are all sketches and TERRIBLE) and OH BOY CHECK THIS OUT the guy changed a lot! I love it tho, it’s a good change and he went through a lot of that but I’m super at peace with where he is right now. I really wanna draw my AU as a comic now.

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Beautiful, angry Sammy  (¬‿¬ )

2017 has to be better, has to be less sharp. 

2017 holds endless possibilities, and maybe it is our duty to be open to them rather than fearful of them. Maybe we have to make 2017 better. 

I don't know how to go from drowning in my own tears in 2016 to at least surfacing in 2017 to finally breathe fresh air again.

My hope for you in 2017 is you find good people, that people love and cherish you the way you haven’t been shown how yet. I hope that you become fearless in being yourself, I hope that you master being unapologetically you. 

I hope that you are kind to yourself, that you know that change doesn’t happen in a day, but if you work hard on change, one day you will wake up and see how far your baby steps have taken you.

Promise me that in 2017 you won’t sacrifice yourself for those that weigh you down, for those that put you down and the ones that make you feel less than them.

Finally, don’t be afraid to be alone in 2017. You can be alone, but you don’t have to be lonely. Love yourself unconditionally, surround yourself with good people and enjoy your own company. Don’t change to fit into someone else’s dream, be the centre of your own story.

—  Have a happy and safe New Year, I’ll see you on the other side.

Ya know what? Shoutout to supportive ass friends.

To friends who have no idea what you’re talking about but will listen to you ramble about something you love.

Friends who send you things about something they don’t even like/follow just because they know you like it.

Friends who make sure you take care of yourself.

Friends who let you know its okay to feel sad, angry, unhappy. Who let you feel safe when you’re vulnerable.

Friends who will go anywhere and do anything with you with the barest bones of a plan.

Just. I know sometimes we forget to say thank you, to say i love you, to say i appreciate the little things you do. So this is just a general thank you for being my friend.

I want your Monday morning
sleep soaked eyes
dream drenched voice,
lazy bones
‘five more minutes please babe.’

I want your Tuesday afternoon
coffee break,
glasses off, laughter on
‘just hold me for a while
it’s been a hard day.’

I want your Wednesday evening
fingers through hair
teeth nibbling nails
neck craning, eye glazing
‘this paperwork never ends’

I want your Thursday night
drinks for two
bones unbind
muscles let loose
flats, slacks,
‘just me and you’

I want your finally Friday
stretch soul smile,
sun sipping light
from the glaciers in your eyes
fingers unfurl, hand extends
‘c’mon babe, lets go wild’

I want your weekend.
your movie marathon Saturday
reading by the fireplace
kissing in the blankets
want your Sunday morning
orange juice and pancakes
white sheets, tender skin
hair like the Fourth of July
‘let’s not get out of bed today.’

I want your ordinary
and your stress, rest, release
I want your bad day and that terrible night
I want you drunk in my arms
forgetting the place but never my name
I want your lazy and your lonely
and your fist full of fight
I want you everyday
in every way
for the rest of my life.

— 

yet unknown writer

This is the kind of love I want to find one day.

(found it on Berlin-artparasites –someone pls find me the author of this quote)

the life and times hasn’t been updated in three and a half years what the fuck where is jules