and in that brief moment I felt it. our periods syncing up like ships passing in the night……

Realising I'm trans has given me a really weird relationship with my current appearance. Like yeah, there's the obvious part of hating how I look now because I'm not a girl, but I have hated how I look for a long time. I used to think I was just ugly, but now that I actually know why it is that I don't like my appearance, it's let me better respect how I look now. I don't think I look bad anymore, I just don't think I look right for me. I still feel dysphoric, I feel ugly, but I don't think I actually am. I'm wondering if other people have felt the same way as this.

Ripped my shorts and had a migraine and missed my friend's wake today, but it was still a good day. Life's funny that way.

Ash: "Loafers."

I want to salute all Proconsul D'Tan enjoyers liking my simp posts and memes I see u I love you

Progeny [signing to herself]: "I am never going to remember how to spell that."

I love twitter dying then everyone I know migrating back to tumblr. Hi guys.

Entry NO. One

> How long has it been since dad attached Drex’s PAK to his head? I really don’t remember…

> That being said…it’s changed him..

> For better or for worse I can’t tell…

> I hear him crying sometimes.

> Other times he talks to himself…or…to Drex.

> The mutations have already started. His ears are pointed now and his nose is starting to go away..

> He’s also taking on a sort of green tint to his skin..it’s faint but it’s there.

> I’m scared..

End of Entry NO. One

Felicity [grumbling]: "Unbelievable."

[She snarls, hitting the punching bag with a bit more force than she'd meant to. With a wince, she made a mental note to get a new one.]

(Picrew)

“That child is in so much trouble.”

I want to write a poem about wanting. I haven’t been happy with anything I’ve written lately. I have a million ideas but no words. I have things I want to say but I can’t find the way to say them

So the other day, I was having a conversation with one of my friends and a girl. She was talking about a guy she really likes, talking about how "men are weird and don't make sense" and was trying to ask us questions and advice. My friend (self described egg) looked at me (cloested transfem, he's the only person who knows about it), turned back to her, and said "Look, you've picked the absolute worst 2 candidates to ask about this."

There have been other situations like this, and small inside jokes, and its honestly pretty funny. It's like... I don't want to be treated as a girl yet, I don't want she her yet, it just doesn't fit or feel right until I start actually transitioning. I also don't just wanna be seen as this totally normal regular masculine dude. But having someone who knows, someone who gets it, who can treat me not necessarily like a girl, but just recognise the way I feel, without unnecessarily outing me.

//tw: all caps, bold text, big text

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Ash: "He just— no— cheese powder doesn't go there—"

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