after all, why go through the hassle of recovery to get a neda tattoo when u can just stay sick, black out trying to stand up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, concuss yourself by hitting your head on a table corner, then let it heal into a scar to remind you forever how stupid u are
December 2, 2025 at 2:18 AM
after all, why go through the hassle of recovery to get a neda tattoo when u can just stay sick, black out trying to stand up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, concuss yourself by hitting your head on a table corner, then let it heal into a scar to remind you forever how stupid u are
it’s all fun and games when you’re developing a taste for french mustards and adorable little cornichones, but eventually you start to lose control and buy french ham, and french butter, and before you know it you’re beheading the ruling class
in this essay i will eat a jambon-beurre
December 1, 2025 at 11:12 PM
it’s all fun and games when you’re developing a taste for french mustards and adorable little cornichones, but eventually you start to lose control and buy french ham, and french butter, and before you know it you’re beheading the ruling class
i’m home which means i should be dealing with all of the loose ends i have left till after the holiday to tie up but i will not be doing that, instead i will be ruminating.
November 29, 2025 at 9:41 PM
i’m home which means i should be dealing with all of the loose ends i have left till after the holiday to tie up but i will not be doing that, instead i will be ruminating.
packaging all of my misgivings and ingratitudes into a tidy box so i can remember that i can remember that a week ago when i was close to dying and shut everything out i finally felt peace
i don’t know why it has to be that way; not enough therapy to cover new experiences, i guess
happy tgiving <3
November 27, 2025 at 9:56 PM
packaging all of my misgivings and ingratitudes into a tidy box so i can remember that i can remember that a week ago when i was close to dying and shut everything out i finally felt peace
i don’t know why it has to be that way; not enough therapy to cover new experiences, i guess
first night at my mom’s, first time in her home since transitioning four years ago, first time seeing my dad since he told me he wouldn’t use my name and wouldn’t work to understand four years ago. a night of he/hims with maybe a tenth of them corrected, a night of being called matt. oh well.
November 23, 2025 at 2:30 AM
first night at my mom’s, first time in her home since transitioning four years ago, first time seeing my dad since he told me he wouldn’t use my name and wouldn’t work to understand four years ago. a night of he/hims with maybe a tenth of them corrected, a night of being called matt. oh well.
damn. i feel pretty good about my voice most of the time, it usually passes when it matters and doesn’t take much effort, but i’m realising when i have to work six days a week around a lot of cis people of means i kind of need to step it up. like im not getting misgendered but ive seen hesitation.
November 18, 2025 at 1:19 AM
damn. i feel pretty good about my voice most of the time, it usually passes when it matters and doesn’t take much effort, but i’m realising when i have to work six days a week around a lot of cis people of means i kind of need to step it up. like im not getting misgendered but ive seen hesitation.