“what have you been doing over quarantine?”
well, uh…
me, 12 years ago when i realized i was trans: ugh woe is me boohoo i don't want to be a tranny that's the worst thing ever me, now: peace and love on planet earth yeah baby woohoo!!!! i love being a tranny this is the best thing ever
Thing is is, as much m/f that is produced in the world, as a bi woman, sometimes I want to see a man fall in love with an obviously queer woman. I want to see a man realizing that the woman he is interested in is gnc and that isn't going to change.
i blog for the ppl in their 20s being slowly driven insane by living with parents theyre closeted to ONLY!!!!
My relationship with mirrors has been a real rollercoaster over the past year and half or so. Don’t get me wrong, I can still absolutely rip my reflection to metaphorical shreds on a bad day. But more often I find myself passing by the mirror and liking what I see more than I ever have before.
We’re in a better place now, me and reflective surfaces.
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whats cool about being trans is my parents are totally right. i did kill their beautiful son. im the thing that animates his corpse in an ever more convincing parody of a happy girl. i devoured him from the inside out and now there is nothing left of him and he is dead dead dead and there is only me, with my hollow eyes and dark eyeliner and long hair, and my big smile. my limp, effeminate gestures belie the marionetting of the boy they loved. my fagginess is his death. already his body becomes a fitter home for my parasitism in full; the tits, the hips, the thighs. sorry about your kid. thanks for the biomass <3
I am trans not because I feel extreme dysphoria as a girl, but I feel extreme euphoria as a boy. The first time I went out in public presenting masculine, and had people refer to me as a boy, filled me with such giddy joy that I can't properly describe. It felt right, it felt like I'd found the missing piece of my life, and that's honestly incredible