fuck voice kinks honestly, cause why am i soaked just because she said something in a certain tone?
Atmos sits, still excited. "Okay, I'm ready for your questions! I've practiced, um... Oh, do you mind if I take notes?" He asks, worried.
From television to billboard, radio to word of mouth, the same message was covering the entire town. Aperture was hiring. Previous experience didn’t matter, criminal record didn’t matter, it didn’t even matter if they were human! All that mattered was that Ramm needed staff, and he’d pay top dollar for workers! Damn the expense! (Your muse here) was waiting in the lobby for their name to be called. The person Ramm was previously interviewing was being escorted out by security staff. Dr. Jeremy Ramm himself soon followed. ”Right, who’s next.”
Let those without sin cast the first stone.
this is entrapment
hubris? that can't affect me i dont know what that means
“you need to go outside and touch grass” yeah well you need to say “good girl” and give headpats
Call that a-*wheeze*
Ca-*wheeze*
Call that a lone digger.
My diggers floating away
what nobody tells you about transition is the totality of it. once you dig into gender and start expressing the way you want, you'll start to find the marks of discomfort littered around the rest of your life. you'll notice how you were never living for yourself, just following the guidelines laid out for you.
as soon as you disengage that autopilot, you're on your own. you have to decide what is actually best for you. you have to question every decision you've ever made because they were all made by someone trying to play by the rules, rules whose application will kill you.
in the year-and-change since starting my transition, I have completely changed everything about my presentation, I changed how I talk, how I carry myself, how I interact with people. I changed the company I keep, I moved cities, I abandoned a career path I had been pursuing my entire life. I lost friends, made new ones, started engaging with types of media I had never been interested in before.
there's a life on the other side of transition, and you have to claw it back piece by piece. I will never stop transitioning into who I'm supposed to be because every time I get closer, I realize there's more I still need to change.
I found this quiz that tells you what gender role you fulfill and it kinda smacks lol
Open me up
Take the scalpel to my sternum
Collect my blood in a cup
Slide it down to my appendix
Split my skin open
Caress my body slowly
Take in my hemoglobin
Reach inside and start pulling
Am I not enough?
Remove my organs individually
I'm your star for snuff
Organize them big to small
They are not necessary
Clean out my insides
I love you mon chéri
With tears I pledge loyalty
You fill my cavity
With gears and ticking
You sate my depravity
And yet I hunger for more
You show I am enough
Through pain and pleasure
You cut my inadequacy - it's slough
A surgical lover mending the broken
You love me for me
You make me greater
You fill me with glee
You own me
You don't want control
You want to see me happy
You want to make me whole
You are succeeding
I was broken
You fixed me
I've awoken
You love me
We love each other
Two broken people
Slowly mending rather
We fix each other
Like two machines doing maintenance
Like two dolls doing repairs
Like two supplicants doing worship
Like two people doing their best
me: *bored for 0.5 seconds*
me:
I am an affront to God, and am setting up a replacement. She/Her | 22
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