Dick Parts

I'm Rhube.
I like plants and friends and cats and hair.
v gay, v sick, v opinionated

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taking the bus is awful and teenagers are awful and it is hard not to think that everybody is looking at you and talking about you after some of them actually were, ew

idc if you think i can’t hear you, DON’T TALK ABOUT ME YOU AWFUL HUMAN

December 16, 2013 @ 8:16 PM 6 notes

When you’re crushin’ so hard, you have to take anti-anxiety medication because the tummy butterflies are getting violent. #LittleRhubeThings

September 30, 2013 @ 7:13 PM 6 notes

i wish alan neal and grant lawrence would fall in love and move far far away together because i HATE THEM BOTH BUT THEY DESERVE LOVE AS MUCH AS ANYBODY ELSE

September 13, 2013 @ 5:38 PM 1 note

I’ve been having these really panicked sleeps lately, because I’ve been consistently not sleeping enough, so my body is both screaming for every second it can get, while also being horrified that if I get too much, I’ll miss work,

so when I woke up this morning, entirely frantic, thinking I couldn’t possibly have slept this long, I must have slept through my alarm, only to discover that it was still night time,
It was kind of nice. I had left the window open to hear the rain, and it was raining harder now then when I had gone to bed.

The sound of the rain filled my room, and it was all I could hear, and it felt almost like I wasn’t as alone as I thought.

I keep thinking I am alone. People are trying to coach me through having emotions, things I would have been able to navigate really well in the past, and it literally sounds like gibberish to me. It makes no sense. And I try to grasp it, and I hold on to it, but I can’t even remember what it was, because I have no concept of the meaning, and that’s so frustrating.

I feel alone, and I feel like no matter the strong supports, and the people who care for me so strongly, and are always there for me, I will never not be alone.
I can distract myself, but I am still here, alone, with myself.

I need to find a way to be alone and not let it get so hateful. I need a way to value myself more, because when I am just me, alone, entirely, and I don’t care about myself, then there’s really no point in existing. And that’s not okay. I need to put more value in myself, and stop wanting to disappear.

And when the sound of the rain was right there with me, when the thunder sounded distant and muffled, I wasn’t alone. There was a presence, something not sentient, but it was there, and I felt okay. I felt at peace, and I felt not alone.

I need to just figure my shit out. I need to be okay with myself. I need to recognize the value that I can and do bring to the world.

September 8, 2012 @ 3:25 PM 3 notes

[trigger warning: weight/body types/vague body shaming annoyingness]

"Look at you, you’re so thin! Is that just from biking?"

no that’s from being too poor for food, and yet having the time to make “healthy” vegan food with the little I have.

go away.

July 3, 2012 @ 7:22 PM 3 notes

Question:

Has anybody who has been on medication for bipolar disorder speak to how that made them feel, and if it helped them?

I really don’t want to go on medication, but I am having trouble finding anybody who will help and support a medication-free recovery??

I don’t know, I just can’t deal with this a lot of times. Not alone. and no therapists are willing to help just find strategies and things that can help that aren’t mind altering drugs.

May 19, 2012 @ 10:39 AM 4 notes

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April 24, 2012 @ 5:15 PM

I’M IN A GLASS CASE OF EMOTION ABOUT A LOT OF THINGS RELATED TO GENDER NONCONFORMING STUFF AND I WANT TO CRY.

yep.

(Source: rabbitglitter)

November 17, 2011 @ 11:31 AM 22 notes

rhubarbrastreisand:

Then we’re on the phone and we’re all alone
But that just ain’t good enough
I go around the world to see your face
‘Cause this just ain’t good enough

So I’m just kicking it, I’m counting the days
I hardly can wait for us to hang out
I’m really missing it in so many ways
I anticipate us making out

Post 880

Lol, these are No Doubt lyrics.
I was on the train home from Toronto, and very much looking forward to seeing Scott the following Monday. And so. You know. These lyrics are very relevant to that.

July 30, 2011 @ 1:36 PM 1 note

Also I closed my fingers in my garage door.

And they’re still swollen and bruised.

July 7, 2011 @ 5:58 PM

Then we’re on the phone and we’re all alone
But that just ain’t good enough
I go around the world to see your face
'Cause this just ain't good enough

So I’m just kicking it, I’m counting the days
I hardly can wait for us to hang out
I’m really missing it in so many ways
I anticipate us making out

July 6, 2011 @ 12:40 PM 1 note