A moment of genuine happiness

[Tsar Nicholas II]

This was a long, long time ago when I was a small boy. This was at my home, which is in the countryside, and which is directly next to a large field. This field had some trees interspersed within the bluegrass. Early in the morning, I had decided to sit beneath one of these trees and rest. I was on summer break, and the days felt as if they would last forever. I was shaded under this tree and I could feel a cool breeze blow over me from time to time. I was trying to think of something to do, and I think it's at that moment that I realized I was free. I could do whatever I wanted to do. There was nobody there—parent, teacher, or otherwise—to tell me anything. It was then I felt a deep warmth emanate from me. The kind of thing you feel while sitting by a fire. This, however, was not coming from any fire, but from me. The moment I had figured out just how free I really was it opened my eyes to just exactly what I could do. I imagined myself as a great hero, fighting in battles for my land and for glory. I imagined I was a respected scientist, discovering marvelous things that would benefit all mankind. I imagined I was everything, and that I was never-ending. With this great epiphany, I decided I would not do anything. I decided to sleep, and while I slept I dreamt the most fantastic dreams. I flew over everything and I saw it all perfectly. While I was flying a voice called out to me. This voice boomed in my ears and told me to sleep a while longer, and so I did. I flew into a small cabin in a grotto and stayed there for a while. When I awoke it was now early evening and I was still under my tree. I felt that same warm feeling for a good while after that day, but it did eventually subside. To this day I'm trying to find this feeling again, yet I have not.

 

[BLACKHAWK]

This was a long, long time ago when I was a small boy. This was at my home, which is in the countryside, and which is directly next to a large field. This field had some trees interspersed within the bluegrass. Early in the morning, I had decided to sit beneath one of these trees and rest. I was on summer break, and the days felt as if they would last forever. I was shaded under this tree and I could feel a cool breeze blow over me from time to time. I was trying to think of something to do, and I think it's at that moment that I realized I was free. I could do whatever I wanted to do. There was nobody there—parent, teacher, or otherwise—to tell me anything. It was then I felt a deep warmth emanate from me. The kind of thing you feel while sitting by a fire. This, however, was not coming from any fire, but from me. The moment I had figured out just how free I really was it opened my eyes to just exactly what I could do. I imagined myself as a great hero, fighting in battles for my land and for glory. I imagined I was a respected scientist, discovering marvelous things that would benefit all mankind. I imagined I was everything, and that I was never-ending. With this great epiphany, I decided I would not do anything. I decided to sleep, and while I slept I dreamt the most fantastic dreams. I flew over everything and I saw it all perfectly. While I was flying a voice called out to me. This voice boomed in my ears and told me to sleep a while longer, and so I did. I flew into a small cabin in a grotto and stayed there for a while. When I awoke it was now early evening and I was still under my tree. I felt that same warm feeling for a good while after that day, but it did eventually subside. To this day I'm trying to find this feeling again, yet I have not.

You stupid fucking bastard, have the decemberists enjoy peace under your rule? Have the hungry serfs enjoy being sold as slaves to shit corporate interest their only opurpose was working for nation but you made their life worthless they asked for bread you shot them even slaves managed to overthrow you you fucking hypocrite

 

[BLACKHAWK]

your wife was cucked and NTred
even now she is

 

[MoonMetropolis]

People often say YWNBAW

This is something that transphobes often say. And I was thinking about it recently, and I realized that what they really mean is that you will never be a cis woman. And honestly… that doesnt bother me? Like, sure, I will never be a cis woman, I was born a male and thats just bad luck. But, I can still be a trans woman. And thats good enough for me to be happy! I fucking HATED being a guy. My facial hair, my deep voice, my body hair, all of it. But one day, I will get rid of all the things I hate about my body, by transitioning. And like, thats good enough? I may never be able to give birth, but there are plenty of cis women who cant give birth either, and they just adopt. So idk, what do you ladies think? I feel like being a trans woman is good enough for me to be myself and to be happy! :D