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I love being alt but I’m not a skinny American girl so it doesn’t look good on me

I eat an chocolate Easter nest and look up into the mirror in front of me, realising I am covered in chocolate. I go to wipe my mouth, and then stop. I eat the rest of my nest, and sit with chocolate around my mouth. I stare at the dissertation draft on my computer screen and think about what it felt like to be little.

Me texting my mum at uni telling her everything that’s wrong is the same thing as me being 4 and screaming and crying for my mummy

I’m so jealous of American thrift shops cuz we don’t get shit in the uk, no deadstock, no monster high, no 2000’s clothes, no cool shoes or colourful jeans. And don’t tell me I’m not charity shopping enough I’ve been on this shit my entire life, and have found VERY few alt/2000s fashion wins in my adulthood. For every ten charity shops I might find 1 overpriced T-shirt. Like can u guys important what u don’t want over here or smth

Certain wlw ships r very close and special and personal to me as a t4t trans guy and i cannot and will not attempt to explain why. It’s like my life…in a way…

No one actually likes living in this body right?? The hair is always itchy no matter how clean, clothes never fit right and are always too big or small, I’m always in some sort of pain, I have never been truly comfortable, everything I do causes discomfort, I have no idea what i genuinely look like, the nails always break and I can feel my fucking eyes. How is anyone happy with living like this

I actually so sick of hiding how weird I am but i physically cannot stop

Someone at a con gave me a link to a moving wolf tail and when I tell you I am over the moon

I choose my family over transitioning and I’m sick and fucking tired and people acting like I’m any less trans because of that

Accidentally told my friends I was a therian while shit face drunk so if you’re seeing this hey Rowan ty for being cool

Put your clothes back on. I’m gonna explain to you how I never really feel myself, or like anything at all unless I’m relating to/seeing myself as mostly non human things. And how I can only feel truly like a boy when doing the same thing. And how I don’t actually think I have a personality, I’m always seeking to base it on something I enjoy. And that when I’m not obsessed with something I have no sense of self and life is empty. I have no idea who I am, all I want is for my life to be consumed by something. And I don’t know why.

Do I feel a random insane connection to zombies because of smth non human? Is it a trans thing? Suspected neurodivergence? We will probably never know