i have scary sickly concerning dark eye rings in a sexy Feminine way

wow natespeak is literally unstoppable everyone adopted the term franons ALARMINGLY FAST. my spores

NATESPEAK!!!!!! NATESPEAK IS MY FAVORITE

cryimg and shaking and throwing up after discovering i'll never be able to smoke lucky strike cigarettes

@touchofsomething​

setting: Nate wakes up post-op after breaking his hand in a fight.

Nate had been following his ex-girlfriend around for a while now, he’d seen this guy falling over himself for her, buying her things, flirting with her. It was infuriating. Nate was hot, anyone with eyes could see as much, and the thought of something nothing-loser with his hands on what was rightfully his made the boy’s skin crawl. He’d waited for him until he was stumbling home after a party, jumping him and beating the living shit out of him. Nate must have gotten carried away because by the time he was done the boy was barely conscious and Nate had just about broken his hand. 

Now, lying in a hospital bed after the minor surgery he’d needed to push his knuckles back into place, Nate laid there idly thinking what he was gonna do next to the punk if he so much as looked at Maddy again. Still a little woozy from the pain meds, he fixated on a spot on the ceiling and watched as it grew and then shrunk, pivoting in place as Nate very obviously tripped out. He wasn’t a stranger to opioids, half the fun of ending up in the hospital was all the good shit they gave you. 

“You the nurse?” Nate asked as a man walked in, he was obviously some kind of doctor but Nate enjoyed fucking with people. This guy was hot, too, his drug-addled mind wondering what it would take to get the man to give him a few extra prescriptions for the road, if Nate could just bat his lashes or if maybe he just had to throw his dick the man’s way. “Because my hand hurts real bad, sir.” Nate pouted falsely, idly mocking the situation. 

Name Change

So I never mentioned here, I changed my name to Nate. 

olisworks is now natespeaks

@natespeaks: The "Can you hear me now" guy left Verizon for Sprint? Trust no man.

god i am fucking. going thru it. i cannot use the internet without seeing someone talking about how trans women and drag queens are groomers. it’s not even from the bad people, i have them blocked. it’s from well meaning people reposting what they said and adding a “this is so wrong” comment or whatever. i see what the thought is but it’s not helping. i have to read that over and over.

i cannot begin to explain how much it hurts to know that as time goes on more and more people are forming these opinions about me and my trans sisters. some of the most loving, kind people i know are being equated to the absolute scum of society. and nobody really understands it but us. hardly anybody cares as much as we have to.

i’m afraid but most of all depressed. it’s hard to want to live like this but giving up is letting them kill me

i Almost want to get rid of my Natespeaks tag. cos. i feel like it’s putting a big WARNING: ANNOYING sticker on all of my own posts and that just feels Sad to me

i like when tumblr sends me something like “your FAVE just posted, hurry!!!” and the person actually is my fave an i am excited to see what they posted

i think Tumblr may appreciate my room... Look guys ...

i think my Room is the best expression of my personality

thank you Everyone for being patient with me while i figure out tumblr... i think i Mostly know how it works now

slightly Embarrassing that i have 500 likes but only 11 followers ....

i think as a trans woman i am made to be too afraid of making people uncomfortable for doing completely fucking normal things. it has been beat into my head that anything i do is inherently predatory so i go out of my way to Check and Check and Check and i operate on the assumption that i am making people uncomfortable to some extent

one thing i have learned with my experience with ocd is. that thing you’re deeply ashamed about, or permanently embarrassed about? most people have probably done the same thing- yes including the thing you are thinking of right now. everyone on the face of the earth has those things but for obvious reasons you will never hear anyone talk about it. the difference is, most people don’t fixate on it as much as someone with ocd

hiiiiiiiiiiii mutualssssssssssss

i don’t care about my instagram likes. i am so nonchalant. i don’t care about my instagram likes. i am so nonchalant. i don’t care about my instagram likes. i am so nonchalant