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will anything ever be like how it was back then, even the bad parts

I sometimes forget that some people actually use masc pronouns for me (she/him) so whenever I hear myself being referred to as he or as a guy I get confused, then it slowly creeps in and I feel really warm and excited, like, omg yesyesyes you said it you said the thing yes you are referring to me I am referred to as such yayayayay

my partner got confused with the word for throat and called the cartilage-ish part of mine an adams apple. The amount of giddyness i felt from simple confusion is immesurable

i wanna wear a maid dress but not in a suggestive manner. I just think they're neat, the shorter ones and the longer ones

my mouth started bleeding I think that this is a sign to stop