HOLY DAMN.
That awkward moment when you’re not sure whether the screaming from the next apartment is because of some big fight or because people are watching sports on TV…
The above article is an update. Her mother went to appeal to keep her out of the psychiatric ward and lost. She will be institutionalized because of her expression of her gender. She will be held until she conforms to male gender and then released to foster care, not her mother who was supporting her.
Please, if you haven’t signed the petition, sign it, reblog it, ask your friends to sign it. We’ve managed to get 40K signatures for a pageant model, we’ve only gotten 11K for a little girl about to have her life ruined. Lets get on the ball and spread the word.
I literally just repeated the f-word until I ran out of breath.
Let me catch my breath. I may go on a cursing spree again as soon as I get it back.
Seriously people…
WHY THE FUCK AREN’T PEOPLE REBLOGGING THIS??
I just stared out of the window for half a minute, looking at the clouds and trying to figure out what Photoshop brushes were used to paint them.
Then my brain caught up with me and realized they were real.
This “eating” thing exists. I apparently forgot that today. No wonder I was hungry.
Gonna make a sandwich, then go shopping and see if I can find leggings with black lace.
I think I just accidentally cleaned up my apartment and washed all my dirty laundry…
This doesn’t usually happen to me.
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