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My love for Abby Anderson is never ending. She controls my life and I wouldn’t have it any other way

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redraw of the century

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“i want a soft masc!” “i want a tomboy fem!” i want a butch. i want a woman so masculine that my parents call her “sir.” i want a woman who wears muscle tanks, leather jackets, and combat boots. i want a woman with more pit hair than she has hair on her head. i want a woman with broad shoulders and biceps that are 20 inches around. i want a woman who can walk into a room full of men and be the most masculine one there. i want a dyke. i want a butch

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get into this tea…

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Being a pillow princess sub is so embarrassing... like god bitch you can't do anything for yourself!

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Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in grandmas florals and a vintage cut. Smelling like thrift stores and books and dried flowers.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the macarbe. Art filled red with blood, and wardrobe filled black and silver. Jars of bones and hair and herbs.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in nature's song. The howl of the wind. The bold heat of the sun on their skin, and the smell of eucalyptus and petrichor.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the sweat on their brow and the strength of their lift. The rush of adrenaline and endorphins. The beauty in their form and focus.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the tap of their heels on tiles. The way their voice commands a room. Warm printer ink, signature signed.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the paint on your apron and the beadwork your mother taught you. The songs you made up with your cousins over your childhood summers will be the lullabies your children fall asleep to.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in the layer of fat on top of your soup, the bubbling of yeast and the smell of onion, garlic, and rosemary.

Here's who the femmes who's expression lies in the strum of the bass and the bang of the drum. Grimey venues with sticky floors, full of screaming, sweat, and fiery passion.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in decedant fabrics galore. Velvets and satins and ruffles and lace. Rhinestones and ribbons. Leather and linens.

Here's to femmes whose expression lies in enjoying the simplicities of life. The smell of the jasmine tree on the walk home from book club. The changing of the leaves. The way their barista knows them by name.

Here's to the femmes whose expression lies in comfort and care. The softness they've carved for themselves. Matching pajamas and mismatched socks. Home is where the heart is, and where goldilocks finds her "just right."

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loser nerd femme x God butch

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my biggest gripe with being alive today:

how dry my eyebrows always are (bc i shave them every single day without any sort of moisturizer) and how i have to use duct tape to peel all the flaky dead skin off of them. i also slice them open at least once a week and it foils my plans 💔 the temptation to wax them is so strong… femme struggles 😁

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when i say i’m femme this is what i mean:

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femmes with hairy legs!!!femmes with unshaved armpits!!!!! femmes with bushes!!!!!!!!!

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introduction post/gtkm! 💞

hii i go by 🪷 (i’ve gone through about four different names on here (including my real one 😭) and can’t make up my mind so i’m just gonna be an emoji 💀), and i’m the most beautiful loserfemme in the world!

top 3

anime: jjba, beastars, aot

honorable mention: princess tutu

shows: rpdr, yellowjackets, arrested development

honorable mention: hannibal

cartoons: mlp, tlok, bob’s burgers

honorable mention: anything dc…

games: JAZZPUNK, jjba asbr, bg3

honorable mention: jwe2

movies: the rocky horror picture show, stand by me, sucker punch

honorable mention: the silence of the lambs

music genres: hyperpop, classic rock, hip-hop

honorable mention: alternative (anything)

hobbies/interests

fashion design

floristry

interior design

creating art

being art

d&d

spending money

laying in bed

being a hater

sorting things

collecting doodads, trinkets, bobbles, and thingamajigs

i’m rlly awkward with new ppl but i want to try pushing myself out of my comfort zone and be more vocal on here. asks r open for whatever tbh.

cishets, terfs, bigots, and anyone i don’t like will be blocked on sight. mdnf.

other socials: @f4iryf3mm3 on twitter/insta, @/f3mm3f4iry on tiktok 💞

xoxo 💋.

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"i was born in the wrong century" NOT ME!!!! i love whoring myself out on the internet for other pervy lesbians <3 i love laying in my bed and masturbating instead of sleeping <3 YOU may be miserable but i am THRIVING!!!!

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as if i was paula abdul herself

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corset underneath the food/labor work uniform. apron double tied for extra cinching. period just started. tampon + pad combo (i’m a cup girl but im not bringing that thing to my job). men’s briefs. 1000 mg of tylenol. two hydroflasks of water in 30 mins. made by mitchell beam gloss. chipped nude polish on square nails. thinking abt going home and playing jurassic world evolution 2. i am alive. i am femme.

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non-trans queers NEED to give a fuck

I have been thinking a lot about this metaphor about collective security that my History and Theory of Genocide professor told us about in his class a bit ago lately. With everything that has happened to trans people in the past few weeks alone, seeing the reactions, or lack thereof of other queer people has been really gross and disheartening and angering. Basically the metaphor goes like this; picture you live in a place where you and everyone else around you has a beard. You walk outside one day and someone you see in public's beard has spontaneously combust into flames, maybe even a couple peoples beards are burning. He says that if you should choose to ignore this instance because it is "not your beard and not your peoblem" and choose not help to put it out "you had better go home and get a bucket of water and hold it under your chin, because soon your beard will be burning too.”

I have seen so many queer people with platforms who spend so much time talking about queer sexuality based topics turning a blind eye and not mentioning the full fledged erasure of trans history from STONEWALL, where trans people played an integral and VITAL role in our history and our path towards safety. A trans man was brutally tortured for over a month and then murdered by multiple men. Trans people and trans inclusive language are now excluded from all offical medical research documents. They cant even play sports, and so many people are spending more time talking about same sex marriage making its way back to the supreme court. Which IS scary and IS terrifying but i urge you all to hold yourselves accountable. Talk about what is happening to your friends who dont know. Tell your straight friends. Find protests and attend them if you can or a the very least make a concious effort to keep yourself educated and up to date on the struggles of our trans brothers and sisters, who fought with us for all we have won through the fight for equality.

Dont spend all your time waiting and worrying about when we are going to be on fire when your neighbors are already burning. Idk. Take care of your trans friends, check in on them, and use the litttle or large influence you have wether it be on some big social media plaftorm or just the influence you have on your friends, your ability to bring these topics up in your political and historical courses and in discussions with your classmates. None of us are going to be safe if some us arent. that is all.