I'm just chillin

✨My official intro post ✨

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My name is Dom but you can call me:

Panda 🐼 or Skoobi 🦴

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✨I’m 29 and nonbinary. I’m attracted to feminine energy and good vibes and good pups. However I love my Mascs💕, Butches💕, Studs💕 and Stemmes💕 cuz goddamn yall are beautiful!!

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✨This page is honestly gonna be a plethora of whatever I come up with. A place to spill my thoughts pretty much.

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✨I’ll post poetry, art, audios (when I get around to it) and anything else I come up with as I need a place to be raw and unfiltered.

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✨I’m down to make friends so feel free to DM me but I’m not looking for anything more. Asks are always welcome as well. Tell me about your obsessions and your hobby’s!!! I love to learn!!

💕What I’m into:💕

Horror | Anime | Skateboarding | Music | Gundams | Working out | Art | Furries | Books

(I’ll add more later) - I’m pretty much into everything.

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That’s pretty much it, just don’t come into my page on none of that bs and you know what I’m talking about 😌

Did I miss anything?? 🤔🤷🏾‍♀️

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My bad I’m not really on here that much anymore. Honestly I talked it all out with my therapist and went through and deleted any draft that had to deal with her. The things that would happen when she was around, how things changed in my home, the poems and love songs I wrote that she never knew about. I used the drafts like a diary and over time the things I wrote lost meaning. She didn’t care when she did the things or said them so I stopped caring too.

The stuff ranged from lying about having a man in my bed, to bringing roaches into my home and then not contributing to that bill and other household bills that were discussed in advance but then somehow having money for everything else like mani pedis getting her hair done and getting waxed.

The increase in bills caused me not to have enough money for food, so I would go hungry. All while she was getting DoorDash sent to the house and then on occasion eating in my bed leaving the crumbs and trash for me to clean up when I hadn’t eaten anything in days. Lol there’s even a post I wrote about how I know I can go 3 days without eating before I feel like shit and how I can go 5 days before feeling like shit if I’m able to eat like something super small. And how I know what moldy potatoes taste like because that was all there was to eat in the house.

There were some days she cooked sure but she stated clearly that it wasn’t her responsibility to make sure that another adult ate. Which is true but I guess I expected better from her if we lived together and thought she saw how much I was struggling and how much weight I was losing. Not sure if she noticed or just didn’t care. The only time she made a comment about it was after I was talking about the situation with friends and they started inviting me over for dinner but that was months after I finally decided ti start talking to my support system about what was actually going on in my life. Friends don’t let friends go hungry.