Hey you. You reading these words, all on own your own where no one can see or hear you. I am that no one! I'm not here to pretend to know your story, I have not a clue what you're dealing with now, but someone who does - is you. You've been through all the mud that got you to where you are, you collected all those scars and lost all those precious things, so if anyone is an expert on your experience, it's you. That's why I know it hurts tremendously when someone else looks down on you and judges you for not being able to stand up. They have no right to tell you what you should or shouldn't have the strength to do, and honestly you shouldn't even have to be "strong enough" to get through all of it on your own. You deserve to be helped!

You are important enough to care about, you are important enough to be happy, you are important enough to live. You are a human being, a collection of memories, experiences, thoughts, interests, you have an outlook on a word that's worth preserving. Not because it's somehow better than anyone else, no one is better than anyone, you're important because you're alive! I want you to remember that the next time you fee worthless, that it is not true! You deserve to be cared about, no matter what your thoughts or anyone else says about you. And it is wrong, unfair, and downright cruel that you're stuck here having to prove that. I wish there was nore I can do for you, but alas, I am just the same weak person sitting on my own typing this out on my phone because I don't know what else to do. I'm sorry that this is the best I can offer, I know these might just empty words, but it is still the best I can do, and I don't want to do nothing.

I can't promise you that things are gonna get better, simply because it's not up to me, I want to say that they will, because if all you have left is hope I don't want to take that from you, but again, the best I can do is give you this reassurance. You are important, you are worth fighting for. I'm sorry if the only one left fighting for you is yourself, it shouldn't be that way, and if I could be there for you, I want to be there! I want to see you, I want to hear you, I want to know what kind of person you are, what are your dreams, your regrets, your worries, and your joys, and more than that, I want you to have a future worth sticking around for. I don't know what is gonna happen next, but I hope that you'll get to the point, where my message will be too insignificant to remember, and the only remnants of this exact moment will be a fuzzy memory, so over-clouded by your present joy that all of its spikes won't be able to hurt you anymore. I love you. Please just remember that, you are worthy of love. You are worth fighting for.

I love you

I can't man it was my last fucking hope

Nevermind man I'm done with all this. I don't know what to do anymore

Status update: A

The fact he thought of multiple variants of this exact gag is sending me

Okay, I am now heading out for my doctor's appointment. And unlike the last time when I had my sister with me, I'm going all on my own like a big boy. In other words I'm about to implode. Wish me luck 🫠

Sometimes I can't draw for the life of me, and sometimes the art goblin takes over my whole body refusing to let me engage in anything other than a random doodle I didn't even plan to make and this is why I can't do taxes

Ah, men

ᵀʰᶦˢ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵘᵖᵖᵒˢᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵈᵒᵒᵈᵇˡᵉ ᵇᵘᵗ ᴵ ᵍᵒᵗ ᶦⁿˢᵖᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵇʳᵘᵛ ʰᵉˡᵖ ᵐᵉ

Couple shirts where one says "it's not subtext" and the other says "we're just gay"

Pray to Gods and hope something comes to me
Sometimes I just look at a character and a name echoes in my mind, and sometimes I name them based on word associations, and other times I slam my head against a keyboard and pick out something that sounds good in the gibberish

I'm bout to do something revolutionary! I have an appointment in 6 hours, and instead of sitting and waiting for it I'm gonna spend the time actually doing something!

I know this might be a dumb fear, but with how often in my life people denied that I was struggling because I "looked put together" I genuinely have anxiety about being not believed. Especially since this is a paid appointment, and I have like 5 pennies left in my pocket

Tomorrow I'm finally going to see an actual psychiatrists. I wonder if I should dressed up like a dying Victorian child to ensure they don't have any reason to deny me medication

I was ready to respectfully stay out of women spaces until the promise of getting pegged was brought up

Call this site a forbidden fruit at this point

My transition goals is to be able to wear makeup like this and still look like a guy

I was really productive with how much time I spent refreshing the page waiting for it to come back :)

The way I'm about to doom all of humanity if it doesn't stop acting out

Me, who owns a microwave, eating leftovers straight from the fridge: man, too bad these are cold

Awsksks thank you so much!! 💜💜

I hate that one of my favorite symbols is now associated with AI trash, unforgivable crime this is

Where am I

I love those online tutorials that are like "how to do X if you're bad at everything" because as a professional dumbass I really appreciate being seen

Holy shit is this actually happening??? My ass is SEATED

Thank you so much! I cannot stress enough how much your support has helped me already 💜

Indeed. The term "earn a living" is genuinely pissing me off more with every year

He's an original character which of course means he's gonna be having gay sex

4 panel comic. Panel 1: Naolin is writing something on a sign. Panel 2: Naolin looks up to the viewer and stop writing. Panel 3: Naolin puts the marker down and turns the sign around. Panel 4: The panel says: "Respect my transhomies or I'm gonna identify as a fucking problem."

Hey. :)

Trans rights.

Trying to do self-care in the form of doodling a handsome goth man