Seize the means of pwoduction uwu

i think it's fundamental to ruin your sleep schedule for the woman you're in love with. Yep. You agree.

what's the dewey decimal number for foreskin. coward

prostrating myself at your feet for my lack of composure thank you for your wisdom

My first egg cracked in 2016. I came out as agender. changed my name to Andi and my pronouns to they/them, started wearing dresses/skirts/crop tops, and dyed my hair all sorts of funky colors. I was starting to be happier with myself in a way I'd never really been as a boy. No one. Not one single person, in real life or on the internet, ever made it seem like being a woman was an option for me. Everything pointed in the opposite direction.

I watched the election cycle that year with dread. I watched the vote totals come in at bar with some friends after my teaching gig for the night was over. We drank in silence and in misery. I cried in my truck on the way home, knowing that life was just going to get harder for people like me. I still couldn't call myself transgender. I didn't think that word was for me.

I read Tranny by Laura Jane Grace. I really identified with parts of it, but her story as a punk rocker and an addict was so dissimilar to mine that I didn't think I could be a woman, didn't think I would ever be allowed to call myself that.

I drank and smoked myself almost to the point of death over the next two years. I was working nearly 100hrs a week between bartending and teaching, and was semi-regularly driving the few blocks home from the bar slightly drunk. Not intentionally, but y'know. If something happened and my life ended? No big deal. Every relationship in my life crumbled around me. It wasn't until I hit rock FUCKING bottom that I thought to myself "what if I'm a woman?"

If anyone had told me, even once, that maybe I was a trans woman. Maybe estrogen could help. Maybe transition might make me happier. Maybe I wouldn't have been driving a 2005 F-150 with almost 200k miles on it 90mph an hour and a half to sleep with a girl who hadn't loved me in years. Maybe I wouldn't have buried myself in half a bottle of whiskey every night after work. Maybe I would've never started smoking. Maybe I'd still have any of the friends I made before the pandemic. Maybe I Wouldn't Have Been So Fucking Miserable.

So yeah. Forcefem today. Forcefem tomorrow. Forcefem every day forever until not a single girl has to go through what I did, or worse.

No, seriously. Who are these pill-pushing doctors? Where on God's green Earth do there exist doctors who just give you medicine when you ask for it? Where can I find these doctors? Are they hangin out with fuckin Bigfoot? And when we do find them, should we give them a medal or a big sack of money or do we throw them a parade or what

does anyone have $1k and a parasocial relationship with me that may tempt them to send it to me

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Something they don’t tell you about being a lesbian is that sometimes your wife leaves for completely reasonable periods of time and then you miss her so bad until she’s back

All love and respect to yuri visual novels but I am a meathead who likes to shoot and kill things in games, too, and I wish we lived in my ideal fantasyland where there was simply a healthy appetite for games of any type but with a lesbionic coat of paint and an ecosystem to support them. A squad shooter/tactics game, but the squad is dykes .. some sorta mecha game where you actually get to fly the damn thing around and choose between your copilot, your loyal mechanic, or your emotionally charged rival.. crime chillers, spine thrillers, swashbuckling adventures, dork ass RPGs and immersive sims and braindead co-op campaign shooters but with two gay broads… a better world is possible.

This is the sound that is giving the dopamine rn so I need it on my blog forever

I highly recommend a clingy, lovey-dovey partner. Life’s too short to be with someone who acts like showing love is a chore

remember, pawsitive reinforcement works way better than negative. start congratulating that she managed to get out of bed before 1 PM.

the addition to this is find a way to compliment her, like being proud of the way she is awake enough to load up a game of League of Legends. you should NOT say things like "why League" or "are you ok Dusty" or "holy fuck you got up at 12:59 PM and your first thought was to load up a infamously awful competitive multiplayer game what the fuck is wrong with you." pawsitive reinforcement only!