tldr:

my egg cracked less than a year ago and now i'm completely and utterly stupefied that I ever even believed for a moment that I was a man. Like, not only do I look back thinking that I was always a girl, I don't even believe myself when I think that before 2023, I legitimately believed that I was male. I know that fact is true but I don't even believe that I believed it

after about 9 months HRT and hair growth that girl in the mirror finally just looks like a clocky ass trans girl. I can't really see a man at all anymore

perfect :)

hi, does anyone wanna make the mega in the upcoming weeks? if so, reply to this post and i'll add you to the list!

the list as it stands:

GayTuckerCarlson* (2/10 - 2/16)
oscardejarjayes* (2/17 - 2/23)
EstraDoll (2/24 - 3/2)
Eco* (3/3 - 3/9)

​ * after name denotes someone who has posted before and will be skipped by first-time posters

One time long ago, I was in a first year English lit survey course. And the prof asked "but who does the bell toll for?" And I summoned all my 18 year old inner strength to not say "it tolls for thee" but looking back I think she wanted us to speak up at all lol

Getting ma'amd by my classes is nice

I am going to create a new political ideology. I shall call it Marxism-Leninim-CatGirlism and it will just be Marxism Leninism but everyone will be forced to have some sort of animal augmentation like cat ears and a tail. Especially the person who creates the ideology I decided

Today has been moving so slowly. Can something happen, or it be bed time yet, or something? I'd like to hurry this up a bit. I already slept as much of the day away as possible. Now I'm just stuck.

Finished up Detransition, Baby and holy shit is that book heavy. It has such an intimate (in my opinion) understanding of trans women and how we see the world, our communities, and gender, and it really pays off in the text.

Torrey Peters seems to have a gift when it comes to writing scenes that engross you and make you empathize with the characters. The scene at the climax of the story had me emotionally, psychologically, and physically distressed and dysphoric because of how it depicts a certain character grappling with the physicality of our bodies in the middle of a heated moment.

I didn't expect a book about adults in their 30s having a baby to have so many twists and turns, it felt like I was watching a drama at times and I really hope the adaptation eventually comes out and does the book justice.

I want to recommend this book but the list of content warnings ((domestic) violence, transphobia, self harm, sexually explicit passages) probably means I'll only recommend it with the caveat that it's triggering if you're sensitive to the content.

I love me some messy trans women (Maria Griffiths my beloved) and this book really hit the mark. Overall I love this book and it's probably in my top 3 of all time and not just as trans literature.

Homosexuality

doing my best to turn tiddy growth pains into gender euphoria

c4c, but it was actually a t4t and they were both just afraid to come out

Quiet mornings with my partner by the fire

Shopping while trans and fat is such shit I may just learn to sew

Reading The Ethical Slut to become more ethical and a lot sluttier.

Also took it slow on the weekend bc i briefly felt as if i was getting sick and now i'm approaching dangerous levels of being undercuddled bc i didn't meet my gal pal or my crushes.

I'm thinking I should paint my nails.

Not to like be pretty or cool or whatever, but because my brain is going "If you paint your nails then painting your minis could fuck up your nails, which for some reason will make you want to and give you energy to keep painting your minis."