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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Dropping by to say that Magnolia is very Gender. That is all, have a good day.
Ideal. Fuck yeah
A comic I made last holiday season! Oldie but goodie
"irreversible side effects of HRT" all of life is irreversible. i cannot go back a single second in time
(head feels like it’s shifted into a noticeably “masculine” space as an effect of wearing that grey coat around everywhere. i think i have to start bringing, like, skirts back into rotation if i want to feel “normal” again, which is to say, if i want my stream of thoughts to stop feeling endlessly “snarky” in a way that does in my heart feel attributable to the grey coat
one could call this negotiation a bit cool & fluid & queer but only insofar as it occurs with respect to a self-perception that would seem in the first place to be gendered to a point of embarrassment, i mean, having my brain affected by a coat)
picks up a jar containing the parenthesized thoughts floating in formaldehyde & inspects it closely… hmm well is it really that bad to be snarky sometimes, what’s the problem