#chasetime

äh .. anuzzer dæ in bikini bottem..

You know despite the fact that top surgery is probably the greatest thing I have been able to accomplish in my transition, sometimes I miss the feeling of wearing a binder. Like towards the end of my use of them I wasn’t able to wear it longer than an hour at a time because of my previous misuse of them but there was always something so comforting about feeling that tight fabric wrapping around my chest. It felt like I was being hugged real tight. The closest I’ve been able to get to that feeling since is laying with my weighted blanket on my chest.

Me getting off one of my last few shifts because my managers decided to say fuck it and walk out today.

I searched every god damn filing cabinet in that trap what do you mean I still need to find the key?!?!

My younger sibling left I’m glad they got to visit me and I managed to give them their Christmas presents even if they were just free shit I got from my job

I just saw a video on xiaohongshu talking about him researching into all the issues he didn’t realize for America and it was such a beautiful deconstruction of the issues we face. I also have been so moved by learning more about Chinese culture and discovering all the ways I’ve been lied to about China having grown up in America. This is truly such a beautiful exchange and I swear to god they better not fucking take this from us