Into The Sane Insane Mind

dramaticalme:

When you see a hot guy:

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When you see a hot girl:

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When you’re trying to work on set as a super famous actor but the kid you’re working with reminds you of the kid you fell in love with ten years ago:

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roidyraw:

As soon as I learned Nicki Minaj voiced Sugilite, I had to

I could remember telling myself that if I was a boy, I would be able to handle myself better. If I was a boy, I could deal with the teasing and the bullying better. If I was a boy, I could finally find it in me to love myself. If I was a boy, I would be happy to walk out the house and carry myself to where I need to go.
I wouldn’t always be a mess if I had the option of being a boy. I wouldn’t want to give up if I had the option of turning into a boy. Just being something else, changing into something more comfortable would be better on me.
I don’t like being a girl 75% of the time believe it it not. I don’t like the things I HAVE to do BECAUSE I am a girl. I HAVE to carry myself THIS way, like THIS, do THIS. It doesn’t feel right at all.

polygenderism:

[Image Caption:

gender can be a scale between two extremes. gender can be like a Venn diagram.

gender can be triangular. gender can be quadrilateral or even any polygon.

gender can even be a circle. gender can be structured like an infinite web.

or even everywhere. or even just nothing at all.

all of these and more are valid to illustrate your own gender identity. yours, and yours alone. 

however, do not gender other people without their consent.]

a helpful photoset to see the many ways you can have more than one gender or a mix of them, depending on the individual and their personality.

these are all the expressions i could think of in the moment but there are so many more possibilities it’s incredible.

gender and its understanding is truly infinite and you can make of it what you are allowed to claim and what you can figure out for yourself.

just remember that your understanding of your identity can only truly fit your own definition and cannot be subject to the opinions of others, even if it is changed or molded by them. you are still you, no matter how often you change your mind or grow.

- sere

Not sure what label I am anymore…

Trans?
Gender neutral?
These two are pretty new. Imma just keep digging and see what I find. I’m not going to say I’m 100% anything until I get proof or I am completely sure.
Stay toned folks~
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Tachibana Makoto (CV. Suzuki Tatsuhisa) - Makoto- Good Morning
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good morning,
eh? you are still sleepy? 
No you can’t, we will be late again.
hm? 5 more mins?
not that again…
you said that and fell asleep yesterday and the day before.
its no use making those sound, its not gonna work today.
here, hurry up and change your clothes.
lets go together.

Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Scratch that, I’m borderline transgender

Still not sure if I am, but there has to be a mix of something.
Transgender(?), gender fluid, possibly gender neutral, these three now seem to be floating around. I thought it was just gender fluid.
If I could, I would make my boobs smaller so I can bind better and not cry that I have no boobs.
Then probably get a packer, cuz if I can’t have a real dick then what’s the flipping point?!

…I think getting a packer is a more realistic approach to all of this. Not sure how much it would cost to shrink my boobs.

I wonder what would happen if I actually found out that I’m border line transgender…

I’m not even sure if that’s even a thing, but if that is, I wonder how many friends I would lose.

Dysphoria

It’s like being in a cage. You’re holding onto the bars and looking out. Out there you see what you’re suppose to be. That SHOULD be you. THAT is correct, but THAT is out there.
You’re in here, with a image of what you really are. The image is wrong, probably all wrong. You can’t escape it, or take a break, or quit, you’re stuck with it for life.
It sucks! The emotions of going though that kills me every time! I look in the mirror and almost all of me is wrong. Shit is either extra or missing or just completely wrong. It sucks that I can’t just go to the store and get the shit I need, or take a knife and start chopping away.
There’s no eraser, no pencil, nothing, just me in this body that has weird parts that don’t even work with me!