An interlude for Lesbian Visibility Week!

big-time mourning that my financial reality pushed my top surgery back so far.

i just walked around outside in the heat and didn't feel like i was going to die! i could have had that for YEARS.

enough reclaiming slurs, I think in 2023 we should reclaim nascar. they banned the confederate flag on all properties & their stance on lgbtq+ isn’t just performative bc in 2013 they fined a driver 10k for using a homophobic slur, condemned indiana in a statement for an anti lgbt law, and partnered w carolina’s lgbt+ chamber of conference in 2022. nascar was founded by anti-cop moonshiners/bootleggers who drove suped-up fords to out-run the police. #yaaascar

You know that idealized version of yourself that haunts you with guilt about what you haven't yet become?

They didn't show up.

They don't deserve your praise.

The you who is reading this made it here, despite everything.

This you is the garden worthy of your love and effort.

A drawing of the wonderful coton_crayon.

This is the link to Frenchie the doll's group order page.

If there is demand for more than 2 of them, which is what's currently left, I can add more. 16 was the projection for how many would be purchased so I went with that. If you're not seeing your country listed in the shipping options, get in touch and I'll do the research on that and add it.

Again, it is a group order: you are paying your share of the order plus your own shipping, and that's all.

I will be making the order this coming Friday, just to give everyone time to make decisions and get paid and so on.

thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.

I say typeface instead of font so everyone knows I don’t have sex and will never ever ever have sex ever

finally managed to get this ouizzy fic out of my drafts. it's been cooking since the first week of episodes dropped back in october. hope you enjoy.

Thank you keemstar for providing the world with one of the funniest tweets of all time

Hello my fellow dykes, we have officially become visible ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨

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Young Woman With Sword by Jules-Élie Delaunay (1828-1891)