be a good piggie and sniff out truffles in the underbrush for mommy.
god i’m so tired. i can’t do this. i can’t keep fucking doing this.
i dont consider myself a 'fashion guru' by any means but one thing i will say is guys you dont need to know the specific brand an item you like is - you need to know what the item is called. very rarely does a brand matter, but knowing that pair of pants is called 'cargo' vs 'boot cut' or the names of dress styles is going to help you find clothes you like WAAAYYYY faster than brand shopping
(in the voice of a guy that will defy fate to save you) i don't care
My life has improved remarkably ever since accepting that I am a weirdo and a freak. It is truly the best way to live.
putting a polaroid of you on my unhinged conspiracy board and linking you with a red string to a post it note that just says "gay"
I don't think anyone could have fully prepared me for how life changing it is to be interacting with people who genuinely see me as a woman. Not as a woman* or a feminine man or anything like that, just a girl.
The people I feel safest around are those who treat my existence as wonderfully unremarkable. I'm just a girl to them. A trans woman, not a transwoman type of deal.
Having experienced this really opened my eyes to just how much I had internalized that while I may be a woman, I'll never be woman. Which is some stuff that I still have to try hard to combat.
for each trans person who is unable to acquire hrt or safely transition in any way i will break the fingers of every single cis person on the planet
The thing that gets me about the "Dude" discourse is that it feels like a simple question of respect?
I don't like getting called dude or bro. Most transfems I know don't like getting called dude or bro.
It doesn't really matter if it's intended to be used in a gender neutral way, cause that's often not the effect that it is having.
And not calling someone dude or bro or anything like that is super easy.
And if you mess up, you can just say "my bad" and move on.
This comic makes me so stupid emotional. She might have never known.
The sweater duo bonding time!
i would rather hang out with a thousand feedists and fat "fetishists" than even one so-called ally wailing and gnashing their teeth about the evils of *checks notes* finding fat people hot.