ok no yeah i hate human hormones and body chemicals actaully because the anxiety caused some physical symptoms and i had muscle spasms and speech problems for 30ish minutes and i havent had a Moment™️ like that in like 6 months, i think this game is rigged
also, i should stop drinking caffeine. again. attempt 2# at quitting caffeine i believe in us
also 2x i want to art stream. i want to draw. i will force this body to my will
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there's a unique sort of black comedy to transitioning in a public-facing job. every damn day I get called 'the lady' at work. sometimes it's only once a day, sometimes I get very lucky and go a day without, sometimes it's relentless. I cut my hair short in the hopes that I'd hear it less. that didn't work. I wear a pronoun badge on my lanyard to give people the hint. one single person has noticed it and corrected themselves in the last 4 months. I figure the tits are kind of a giveaway, but binding makes me more uncomfortable a lot of the time. still, today I wore my binder, with the short hair, with the pronoun badge, and I swear I got called 'the lady' more times than any other day I can remember. at this rate I feel like I'm gonna be out there with a full beard and people will still be calling me the fucking lady
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bingle bongle dingle dangle yikity too yickety ta ping pong lippy tappy too tah..
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I was so nervous
While writing poems for you
I tried to show you
How much I liked you
I agonized over it
I couldn't express
The extent of it
My feelings overflowing
My thoughts and words mix
To create for you
The pinnacle of my love
I poured out my soul
I was too scared though
To put my own name on it
I left it nameless...
I'm glad that I did...
I was near when you read it
Aloud to your friends
After the first line
I hear laughter all around
You continue now
Laughing as you go
You were the first girl I loved
You were also queer
I thought it could be..
Even if it was slim I
Thought I had a chance..
But I received scorn
And derision from my love
She pointed out flaws
She said, "who wrote this?
It's awful, is this a joke?"
But it wasn't one
It was real for me
I was too scared to speak up
I froze, I felt sick
I excused myself
And holed up in the bathroom
I weep silently
I want to vanish
To no longer exist here
The pain is too much
I feel my blood cold
Hyperventilating now
My face flushes red
Why would she say that..
I wanted to be honest
To show her my love
And she thinks it's fake
It was just terrible, In
An ironic way
I'm a joke to her
My feelings and thoughts, funny
I weep harder now
I only feel numb
I clean myself up and just
Erase the traces
I never cried here
Nothings wrong anymore, im
Just fine, numb for good
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