FROM FINALE TO GENESIS, WE TEAR IT ALL APART

apparently the murder happened in 2023 after doing some research but the murderer has been found not guilty.

Ideally I'd make a post like "It is pride month! Yay! :D" ...But it is getting increasingly hard to exist as a trans person, let alone celebrate it.

We should still celebrate it. That celebration doesn't need to be loud. It doesn't need to be noticed by anyone except yourself.

They want us to feel shame at who we are. They want others to fear what we are. Pride in yourself is the antithesis of shame. So please, now more than ever, make sure you celebrate pride. Celebrate you.

Hi everyone, my name is Vi and I'm a trans woman from south america with a disabling neurological condition. I've had extensive nerve damage and years of underemployment has only make it worse to the point where my mobility is heavily compromised and my grip strength is barely nonexistent. Holding on to objects is an ordeal and moving around is extremely difficult.

To make matters worse, the price of groceries gets hiked up ridiculously month to month were i live, sometimes 20% or more, and minimum wage only covers about 1/4th of it, not even taking into account the prices of the medicine me and my mom need, since i struggle with diabetes and she's a cancer patient, and taking even less into account the costs of housing and constant trips to doctor's appointments.

I know things are tough for everyone but please, if you could help us out in any way possible I would be grateful from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for reading so far and I hope you have a good day.

paypal: https://paypal.me/V3nusP

it was the kink that brought us together. the starting point. making it transfem made it easier, made it safer. it became plural because that was who we are. the miscellany, and a dozen other systems, all together.

we're getting together for kink, but it's made a space where we can learn and grow with each other. we're developing as systems. we're sharing interests and making friendships and forming relationships.

this thing is a community leader, and it's damn good at it but beside that it's found a group of folks who are the perfect companions to finally get to do all that weird kink with who also get the fact that this thing is a part of a system that's traumatised and desperate for connection.

every time it's time to go home it stings so much because these girls are *home*. every time we get together we play and we heal. we are healing and sharing and growing and loving and Healing.

even itself. not just itself but the miscellany. its not without challenges but it is nothing short of amazing every time.

no leaves, but plenty of eyes.

inspired by me spacing out on a long drive & staring at trees. this happened earlier this year, and birches ended up growing leaves before i finished the doll.

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