I Wish I Had Been Born In Another World, One Completely Different. Nothing That Matters Here Matters

Being on tumblr for 17 hours reading discourse since youre like 15 was not infact that good for my brain.

Wish I could say I'm agender but i am too immature, insecure and terminally stupid so I guess man it is

O LORD TEACH PHYSICS

Flagellum...

I've always had this feeling deep inside me that the world, despite being a somewhat dangerous yet beautiful and almost fantastic place, doesn't have a place for me at all- I wasn't made for it and It doesn't have any business cattering to me. My existence here was a mere mistake, naturally ocurring, and will be solved one day or another. And doesn't matter how much time passes and how much I find beauty in life it wasn't ever made for my enjoyement. I am not meant to stick around, nor meant to stick with someone or to a purpose. There is no place I belong to. I never felt like I could stay. I only feel like I have to go.

I have been really self deprecating in my conversation, own thoughts, habits, etc. Which is, as many would say, very tiresome and annoying. Still, I don't think that noticing how bothering others with the guilt you feel for being bothersome is a "self fulfilling prophecy" will be the reason for me stop doing so, because I think that was atleast (but not necesseraly) uncounsciously the point from the start. It is a very egocentrical act, which is fitting for someone so insecure, to want to be right for once, to prove and to be proved correct. My intentions were never being loved, it was merely being seem (as something really unloveable)

My apologies, my apologies!

I'm not of your species or your age. I probably live in a different biome from yours, too

Too many people think that the solution to t.rfism is not engaging with feminism aside from some "you go girl's" and not like, being a feminist that centers trans women

nothing ever happens ?