Me actually
they/them in a boy way. he/him in a nonbinary way. i’m a boy and i only want to be called they. im nonbinary and i only want to be called he. i’m the most unboy boy. the most boy not boy. schrodingers boy
[Image ID: a black and white typography edit that reads "why be miserably cisgender when you could joyfully transsexual." to the right of the image is a stalk of marigold with two blossoms. the entire picture is textured to look aged and photocopied. /End ID]
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Cis people think trans people have this:
- Deadname
- Chosen name
But honestly we really have:
- Name
- Other name
- Deadname
- Business name
- Old nickname only some people have rights to use
- Online name
- Extra special secret name you don’t get to know, unless… ;)
why is it that feeling like you're a man and yourself is so easy. except when you're with your family.
i’ve lost my youth and young adult life to mental illness and those are years i’ll never fucking get back and it’s not poetic it’s fucking devastating
I think one of the most surprising parts of transition, specifically going on testosterone, is just how... normal it felt to me. When I was watching other people go on testosterone and describe how they felt, I anticipated that I'd feel the huge emotions, the spark, I guess. But I didn't. If anything, I went from being a neurotic mess to being... normal. Almost painfully normal. It's like I've gotten a cloth and dusted off this thing I call my body.
I honestly think it's interesting how natural I feel on testosterone. I never really thought I could feel this normal, but I do. It's like I can stand in a crowd and not feel like eyes are watching me, like ants crawling on a log.
get a load of this monster he doesn't know how to communicate get a load of this monster he doesn't know how to communicate get a load of this monster he doesn't know how to communicate (i'm the monster and i don't know how to communicate)
Earlier this year in art class, I made this secret AroAce pride watercolor painting. The AroAce flag being nicknamed “the sunset flag” was the inspiration. I had tried my best to make it look like a stained glass window using pencils, sharpie, a ruler, and watercolor. I used a hexagon clay cutter as a tracing tool for the sky.
I chose to make the AroAce flag a sunset for obvious reasons.
The Aromantic flag became a palm tree because it had green at the top and the rest as neutral colors.
The asexual flag as the sand is vertical because it would have been squished if horizontal, and the base of the tree would disappear if the black of asexual and aromantic overlapped.
The white on the aroace flag is yellowish to tie the sky and ocean together better, because those being pure white would have looked unfinished. Pure white was ok in the other two because they had black and grey to give the white context.