hold yr terror close

i need to rewire my brain to stop automatically assuming a guy who works in hollywood must be awesome just because he has an age appropriate wife

i just need one more stranger to reference my dick (i don’t have a dick) in a casual conversation and then i’ll be 3 for 3 and will probably get a really good essay out of it or something

today i was working on a short film set with some classmates and i was talking to a guy about microplastics and he told me that to cleanse yourself of microplastics you have to drink tamarind water and i said oh yum i love tamarind. And then he said, also, you have to go to the sauna at 200 degrees, with an ice pack on your balls. And i thought to myself. it’s crazy that people look at me and assume i have balls now. And also i don’t think you can get the microplastics out. But what i said was “oh yeah okay!”

i'm discovering that the hardest part of making a movie is that you have to work with other people. working with other people is fun, but what isn't fun is having to describe to them the pervert shit that you want to make a movie about, so that they can fulfill your pervert vision

very unfortunately, i do miss being gendered as a woman by strangers!! felt more right to me! i feel like i look more like Myself now, but i tragically i do think being read as a man feels More Wrong! but what are ya gonna do!