queernessandlatkes

Elana, 22, NYC. Queer. White. Cis. In recovery (whatever that means.) Student. Intersectional, trans*-inclusive feminist. She/her.

Jul 23

heartatwork:

lonelyy-depressed-girl:

if I offered you $20, would you take it?

How about if I crumpled it up?

Stepped on it?

you would probably take it even though it was crumpled and stepped on it. Do you know why?

Because it is still $20, and its worth has not changed.

The same goes for you; if you have a bad day, or if something bad happens to you, you are not worthless.

if someone crumples you up or steps on you, your worth does not change. You are still just as valuable as you were before.

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Meet Biddy, The Travelling Hedgehog

Those of us who want to travel but do not have the time or the money finally have a solution – we can travel in spirit together with Biddy the hedgehog, a little guy on Instagram whose travel photos are becoming insanely popular.

Toni DeWeese and Tom Unterseher, Biddy’s two loving owners in Oregon, take him on adventures almost every week throughout the Pacific Northwest. He visits mountains, forests, waterfalls, and the occasional donut shop.

[instagram] [h/t: catsbeaversandducks]

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“Something else is hurting you – that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.”

Charles Bukowski (via unextinguished)

😏 #Real

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looked up studios on the upper west side, who the fuck am I becoming and what exactly am I running from? the problem is I don’t think I can run from it because “it” is myself, and I’ll take me with me wherever I go.


“I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.” (via chuckhansen)

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dehydration. fucked up sleep. new diagnosis. reading a lot (which for me really isn’t that much but it’s better than nothing.) Today I was at nyu student health for 2 hours and I was lonely and afraid but didn’t want to reach out to anyone. I texted my sponsor to apologize for not calling and my academic coach to cancel my appointment but I don’t think anyone else. oh, my roommate because she texted about the cat and then said “I think the big elephant in the room is that I didn’t clean the floor. Will address tonight.” i don’t give a fuck and you’re bothering me so much please just go away so I can live alone and be in control of my own life. (my thoughts are so distorted @, I see her for maybe 5 minutes a day and today she bought me the food I needed and made me broth. she’s really nice. i can’t stand her.) Been fantasizing about moving to a studio but neither of us wants to move out because it’s physically exhausting. and I wouldn’t actually do it especially because of money and codependence.The day after we moved in she asked if I wanted to renew the lease for a second year because this apartment is so amazing, and it is. but I don’t really think we’re a good fit as roommates because of a lot of conversations we’ve been having. and maybe I’m ready to live alone but maybe that would be a terrible decision. who fucking knows. I just know I need distress tolerance skills and fucking sleep tolerance skills and self discipline. I’m lonely and made a complain-y Facebook status so people would pay attention to me, and 2 people who liked it are AA people, one queer guy and one straight guy who are both my friends. I have friends now, and I miss them. I slept through my regular meeting Sunday, went to a women’s meeting last night and skipped the young people’s meeting tonight and my queer meeting’s tomorrow and I’m pretty sure the guy I obsess over isn’t going to the huge amazing meeting on Thursday (overheard a conversation about him going to another fellowship. which he needs. bad.) I might not see him until Sunday and it’ll have been over a week. which is good and for the record he’s not who I’m talking about when I say friends. I do consider him a friend but I have real genuine friends and it’s interesting to see who I’m pulled to (unhealthy,’immature, especially straight guys who say and do things that disgust me.) but they’re also amazing people who really support me and care about me and want to hang out. learning to hold those two truths simultaneously is so hard because I tend to think in such black and white terms. but also, I do have a whole group of healthy queer friends. and a group of supportive, more mature friends, including lots of women like my therapist says I should have. less drama and chaos, even though I’m queer so that’s heteronormative. but I’ve decided to just assume all women are straight unless explicitly stated, to avoid drama and chaos. I do love my drama and chaos. I woke up at midnight and now it’s 4:30 and I need to get myself to sleep before the sun rises because with the skylights and sun streaming into my room I’ll be fucked. I want to hang out with someone tomorrow. anyone. I mean not anyone, but someone :) someone or multiple someones who I like. Because those people exist in my life now and it’s amazing. But also I worry that if I decide to smoke/drink again I’ll lose them all. And that would be devastating and I’d get high into oblivion.



Having emotional breakdowns:

unaverageconfessions:

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fat-lasts-longer-than-flavor:

cuadradonegro:

obscurewings:

I made a political cartoon for English class about issues in school
It focuses on how teens are expected to make career defining choices with barely any experience, and also how parents often take so much authority that their child’s decision is not actually their own
If this gets some notes then I’ll make a colored version

thank fucking you. this defines me a few years ago really accurately

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fat-lasts-longer-than-flavor:

cuadradonegro:

obscurewings:

I made a political cartoon for English class about issues in school

It focuses on how teens are expected to make career defining choices with barely any experience, and also how parents often take so much authority that their child’s decision is not actually their own

If this gets some notes then I’ll make a colored version

thank fucking you. this defines me a few years ago really accurately

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Jul 22

mqandmrs:

Here is a coloring page about Wade getting a nice hug from their friend after they asked for one. No matter what, you should be able to decide who touches you.  There is also a worksheet about boundaries that you can fill out with a friend, family member, or someone else you know.  It might help you think about or explain your boundaries.  Check the boxes in the different columns explain what you want, might want, and definitely don’t want to do. 

Remember, boundaries can change from day to day and hour to hour.  Always ask first! 

Mq. & Mrs. is a queer/trans coloring book in progress that uses real people as models. New pages are published Sundays at noon. Interested in modeling for a page? See our site for more info.  


loltias:

Seeing people the same age as you doing awesome things with their lifeimage

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welcometothestrangee:

nubbsgalore:

fireflies in timelapse, photos by (click pic) vincent bradytakehito miyataketsuneaki hiramatsu and spencer black

Follow me for more wonders :) Welcome to the strangee

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Reblog if ur gay and Capitalism needs to go

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