sinylene-blog
I’ve re-done this many times, might as well do it again. Hi! I’m Sinylene, or at least that’s what I like to go by on the internet. I also go by Noel. I use she/her. I don’t post super often, and when I do it’s probably either serious, a story, or a meme.
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you know you’re tired when you double-misspell your own email to log into tumblr fucking hell
can’t not reblog
Soft body + rigid body physics test with Porygon and Porygon2
If you have an ex who was a prick and you know that you’re so much better off without them, send this song to them! Here’s a quote from it: ‘Truth be told I miss you . . . And truth be told I’m lyin’!’
cloak girl, aka drum major in A Light in Darkness, if you see this, you’re cool and i was too fucking socially awkward to say anything to you at the bake sale so i just sat on my phone
A dysphoria venting poem
Again, and again / I find myself in / these places / and spaces / where I can’t help but almost stare / and compare / and silently cry in despair / because all the girls around me / are so pretty / and then you’ve got me / in my hoodie / who just got a haircut / which is ok but / i feel like there’s no way / anyone would ever say / that i look as good as they / do. Inside my little closet / my prison / that traps me inside it / and I have to hide / and lie / and say that I / am completely fine / but inside / I’m dying / and I want to start crying. / It’s awful. / And it’s all / around. The way / that they / just talk / and walk / and do anything / just makes me want to say something / but would they think / I was worth their time? / Would I even be worth a dime? / I cry inside my closet of pain.
A dysphoria venting poem
Again, and again / I find myself in / these places / and spaces / where I can’t help but almost stare / and compare / and silently cry in despair / because all the girls around me / are so pretty / and then you’ve got me / in my hoodie / who just got a haircut / which is ok but / i feel like there’s no way / anyone would ever say / that i look as good as they / do. Inside my little closet / my prison / that traps me inside it / and I have to hide / and lie / and say that I / am completely fine / but inside / I’m dying / and I want to start crying. / It’s awful. / And it’s all / around. The way / that they / just talk / and walk / and do anything / just makes me want to say something / but would they think / I was worth their time? / Would I even be worth a dime? / I cry inside my closet of pain.
i think i might be genderfluid, so i’m going to start asking myself how i’m feeling gender-wise every day and using tumblr to keep track of it
i was scrolling through my old posts and i saw this
NEW UPDATE: first crush stopped attractive because he hangs out with this one kid is honestly the worst and it rubs off on him. new crush speaks french tho so that’s neat
I just realized it’s been a while, here’s an update on my existence:
- i’m a girl, and i’m not out as one - school’s back, so that’s a thing - made two friends - one is a lesbian with a self-proclaimed resemblance to the dwarves of d&d - the other has anxiety and is a boi - only problem is, he wasn’t born a boi and has religious parents - he’s the only person i’m out to as a girl atm - also my crush, a cis football boi, is an idiot but somehow that makes him cuter I DONT KNOW EITHER
stop giving this so much attention this was low effort
elect this man right freakin now
jean-raffio is bisexual confirmed parks and rec is amazing
how the hell does a shitpost about gamer for president have more notes than an emotional poem i put effort into
apparently taking your friend shopping by texting them amazon links helps them with gender identity crisis
Another Venting Poem
Here in the closet, I think / And sometimes I sink / into the void of ink / that is fear and nervousness and so many things. / These things / they feel like stings / from a thousand bees / in my mind, destroying the ease / I hide. / But I hide it. / Bit by bit. / I’ve been in the closet for so long. / I left one, / thought I was done, / but I was wrong. / Now I cry, / ‘Why? / Why did the light catch my eye / from out beyond my reach?’ / Now I feel like I have to hide / deep in side / from all sight / but my own. And I’m scared. What if when I leave the closet / I’ll realize that it / was better inside? / And I wonder. Staring outside / at the sky / wondering why / a rainbow is there. / Is it a sign that people will care / for me? But it’s gone. And the rain / of doubt and pain / and ink / is back and I start to sink / but I scream no! / I will let my face, my colors show! / I don’t want to stay / locked away / where I can only hope and say / maybe one day / it will be okay / to leave. I will make the key! / And everyone will see / who I am! And then I sigh. / Maybe not tonight. / I’m not ready yet. But I’m getting closer.
UPDATE: Wrong pronouns for anxiety friend, they did research and found out they’re nb. I’m out to dwarf friend as well now. I came out to her using an AMAZING character secret reveal during a game of D&D to set it up, and it went great thanks to the incredible DMing of anxiety friend. Anxiety friend will henceforth be referred to as Any (short for Anonymous) and dwarf friend will be referred to as Barrel (in-joke). Barrel and I put together both an amazing outfit for me to wear to the school dance and a way for me to delay coming out to my parent until after said school dance. Unfortunately, this dance is not until later in the school year. That’s it for now!
I just realized it’s been a while, here’s an update on my existence:
- i’m a girl, and i’m not out as one - school’s back, so that’s a thing - made two friends - one is a lesbian with a self-proclaimed resemblance to the dwarves of d&d - the other has anxiety and is a boi - only problem is, he wasn’t born a boi and has religious parents - he’s the only person i’m out to as a girl atm - also my crush, a cis football boi, is an idiot but somehow that makes him cuter I DONT KNOW EITHER
elect this man right freakin now
I just realized it’s been a while, here’s an update on my existence:
- i’m a girl, and i’m not out as one - school’s back, so that’s a thing - made two friends - one is a lesbian with a self-proclaimed resemblance to the dwarves of d&d - the other has anxiety and is a boi - only problem is, he wasn’t born a boi and has religious parents - he’s the only person i’m out to as a girl atm - also my crush, a cis football boi, is an idiot but somehow that makes him cuter I DONT KNOW EITHER
oh my god i tried it and i picked up Leviathan and what did i get? “Glad you could join us, Mr. Sharp.” the best part is, the character in question is actually a girl pretending to be a boy to be in the military. i’m a trans woman. “Glad you could join us, Mr. Sharp.” HOW DOES THAT WORK SO WELL DIWKEBFFISOWNSBFUFOS
this. this is why i’m here.
new job.
i’ve been watching parks and recreation. when andy said ‘the pit works in mysterious ways’ i was immediately like ‘the warlock found his patron’
i’m trying to get my total posts to 420 by april 20
there’s no possible way that pearl and marina aren’t lesbians and if anyone disagrees then you can me and three-quarters of the internet
i have 5 phases: memes, stories, d&d phase (halfway in between the first two), serious life stuff, and sadness. guess which one is today
i’m allergic to cats but i still love them
reblog if you support cats tucked up in bed
someone help i’ve got no dang clue how to use the tags