#genderquestioning

:D call me Mar/nyx/arnyx/flint

~~pronuns: any/all/they~~ (perhaps not she/her?) (neo pronouns)

Im:

very very overthinking, pansexual or omnisexual, nonbinary and or pangender idfk :[, awkard, loves funny things <3, likes acro stuff, art and drawing, slow, a minor ^^

DNI if:

Rasist

homophobic

transphobic

a 18+ (NSFW blog)

sexist

A right winger

other mean things

Music-ness-ing:

MCR

royal and the serpent

girl in red

cavetown <3

måneskin

Alex G

Pierce the Veil

Madilyn Mei

Sleeping With Sirens

Papa Roach

Ashnikko

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Intrest:

Random cool facts

saying muahahaha

queer stuff

WOF (im on book 8 T-T)

gay shows (she-ra, TOH, arcane, TADC, heartstopper, etc)

animals

mytholagy (knows nothing)

space

alieans

pshycolagy

Me:

kinda dumb (@_@)

uncutlured (tumblr make me cultured ples)

rand0m and w!3rd :D

clairenet

art/ drawing :3

not good at talking x_x

HORIBLE at spelling (doesnt fix typos)

needs friends ^^

DUCKTAPE

not good at math T-T

etc ^^

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Warning: i swear im nice and a good person!! im just really bad at talking and alot of the time dont know what to say or how to speak. but i am trying to sound and be nice i swear

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Any transphobic comments will be ignored, as I don’t care about you transphobes and your opinions. Anyways,

Like the title says I am confused about my gender identity. When I was younger I was extremely girly and identified as a girl. I wanted to be seen as girly and pretty and feminine and the perfect little lady. Now I want to be seen as handsome, masculine, pretty, feminine, gorgeous, and androgynous all in one. I feel a little bit like a boy, a little more like a girl, and a lot like something entirely outside of the gender binary. I don’t care if people mistake me for a boy, and I don’t care if someone calls me a girl. I don’t care which pronouns people use for me, as long as it’s not the pronouns it / it’s / itself, as those simply don’t resonate with me. For me, the pronouns she/her/hers is like my favorite childhood blanket. I love it, am fond with it and I am used to it, but I outgrew it. It doesn’t cover all of me anymore, or in this situation the pronouns she/her/hers don’t describe all of me anymore. The pronouns he/him/his feels exhilarating, exciting and rebellious. It feels like the time when I got a pink frohawk haircut by my older sister. I loved the pink frohawk and I feel the same way about the pronouns he/him/his. My relationship with the pronouns they/them/theirs feels like I am one piece short of completing a puzzle. The puzzle piece I find next to me is the pronouns they/them/theirs. It looks like it could either fit or be too big, but I am not sure yet because I have yet to try it.  

Now for the big q: body- or gender dysphoria? Or ?both?

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