Who Else?

I'm reminded of this:

Morning Sermon

finding sapphic yearning on this site is both a blessing and a curse

on the one hand, it's vindicating to read about people with similar feelings to my own, who can word them so poetically while all I can muster on my own are vague uncomfortable emotions (which is to say, reading posts here help give those feelings release by providing words to them).

on the other hand, it can leave me feeling like a faker because I can't articulate my yearning and loneliness well on my own. it can amplify my loneliness because I know I'm feeling vicariously through the words of others.

I can analyze and dissect what various issues contribute to my isolation, but those problems seem insurmountable.

just want to end the post by saying that, in the end, I appreciate and adore the posts made by the sapphics here who are more articulate than I am.

I love trans women's voices. I love their voices so much. It doesn't matter how little or how much they voice train. How feminine or how masculine or how androgynous their voice sounds. I love each and every one of their voices. Maybe it's just a natural response, since I'm hearing the voice of people whom I identify and find safety in. But whenever I hear a trans girl speak I instantly feel a lot more at ease. I know that I am not alone here. I know that there's so so many more of my people than just me.

They're also just soso cute when their voices whimper and whine, or growl and moan with carnal desire. Heheh idk I just really like tgirl voice no matter what :3

Thank you for reading my silly gay post. Have a great day, I love you

t4t will save us all.

Dealing With It

Don't take the final panels as some sweeping statement about how I think of or address my past self. I'll still call young me a guy sometimes, especially when it's funny. But when I think about how I dealt with my feelings, how long I kept everything I felt about my body and identity pushed down out of fear or denial, I try to be kind and think of the one doing that as a scared and confused girl who had so many things working against her, from inside and outside of herself.

I've tried to tackle this particular comic idea a few times now, from different angles and such. Even drew a couple that ended up being cut, rewritten, rearranged, or redrawn into this one, but I kept feeling like I didn't have it right. I think this is pretty close.

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happy world frog day from camille 🌺💗

it was not on wheat...

I hid for so long, eager to be found.

The first time I saw myself in the mirror.

Avelyn and Elizabeth.