Bye :3

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed

It's fun being queer and weird and unconventional until you remember you live in a society

just found out you can do more than one thing each day. i was just doing the one

the transandrophobia due to one trans man being shitty to you is an insane way to display that you’ll become bigoted at the drop of a hat because I’ve been assaulted and abused by trans men before and I still know not all of them are bad people I’m still not saying “bomb that kills all transmascs” I still know not to generalize people especially marginalized people . Get a grip and stop being a bigot

you shouldnt kill yourself because frankly its such an overdone and unoriginal response to emotional pain, and ill be entirely honest you just cannot pull it off or make it interesting like itd really just be embarrassing for you like do something original

As someone who was kidnapped and held at gunpoint for a year and tortured mercilessly and now (20 odd times previously) in a psychiatric facility, I can say even the most brutally fascist elements of psychiatric incarceration are markedly different than kidnapping. I've been starved, r@ped, tortured, and threatened with execution countless times. Yes, the banal more "civilized" forms of abduction by the therapeutic police state are awful. And more prominent. And more dangerous. But had to put my two cents in. Of course, it's trickier to speak about others' experiences. But I think there needed to be a bit of a distinction. Respectfully. I think it's best spelled out in Foucault's "Discipline and Punish."

i love being trans. i love being a he. i love being shirtless while binding. i love experiencing a way of manhood that is so unique. i love the way my voice is when its deep. i love being the cool guy. i love being trans.

I don't want to make ““doctor’s appointments””and ““schedule a follow up.”” I want to be coaxed gently into a crate and taken to the vet.

the will is weak the flesh also is weak and me i am not doing too good either

posting spotify links and thinking to myself it's a shame that nobody will click on this because it's the greatest song ever recorded. but i don't click on anybody else's spotify links either. my glass house