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My mind is a (horny) enigma

I REALLY like mouths…

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I REALLY like mouths…

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have you ever stayed up late with someone texting or chatting and known as the hours ticked by that you’d be ridiculously tired in the morning but it didnt matter because it was really fun and totally worth losing sleep over just to laugh with someone and enjoy their company maybe and then the next day you keep tiredly recalling how much fun it was

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having mutuals who i think are really cool and get like. starstruck when they interact with me. is so weird. like why am i reacting like this. we’re literally both on tumblr

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*squints eyes*

What the fuck is a Safeway?

Trick or Treat!

Both.

*tosses you a can of Le Croix, and then falls apart into a flock of chickens*

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*vastly overestimates my ability to catch things and now has a huge welt on my head from said can. The drink has now spilt all over the driveway.*

“ow.”

Trick or Treat!

Both.

*tosses you a can of Le Croix, and then falls apart into a flock of chickens*

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The specter returns, to claim what was rightfully his. I stare placid at the ceiling my eyes blurred and unfocused. What was I before? Was this how it always was?

I never imagined she would disappear. The life, the energy, the euphoria. It’s all gone with her. So I lay alone haunted with my original ghost. He pilots my body like a shell.

“What have you done?” he says. “This could have been avoided.” I know he’s right, I shouldn’t have trusted her so easily. I fell asleep and she was carried away with the mist.

Why did she evaporate with the morning sun? I had scarcely known her for more than a month. In all that time, I had felt changed, new. Like I had found the soul my body meant to have, and suddenly had it ripped away in a night.

So I lay, in hopes she comes again at night. Until then I’ll stare upwards and dead, till she comes back to reclaim my body.

As I have done my entire life.

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Today’s My Birthday!

Turning the big 25 today, thank you to everyone who likes my little trash pile I got over here.

It’s my first birthday with my new name and I feel like a brand new person, so this is a special birthday.

I’m hopefully getting my first dress today! Super excited to go out tonight in full fem!

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''Doesn't know what it's like to receive love''

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The wife is home for my birthday week!

I already feel more complete. It’s like we’re two halves of two different brains put into one Frankenstein’s monster.

I could just melt with her around.

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New chapter is out now! Come meet the rest of the gang and get ready for some fun ghost hunting adventures.

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Otto the mascot! Absolutely love this little dude.

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Here’s a sneak preview of my upcoming side-blog!

We’re gonna get sticky!

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I could have been a man of God.

Instead I became a sister of Satan.

Thanks HRT!

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I could have been a man of God.

Instead I became a sister of Satan.

Thanks HRT!

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Part of me yearns deeply to pass. To live in stealth. To just be a “normal” girl. To be as safe as I can be.

The other part abhors that. Revels in my queer nature. I’m a transsexual dyke. I was who I was, I am who I am.

I love being trans. But I also hate it.

Im not ashamed of being trans. I don’t keep it a secret. And I pass well enough I’m not often misgendered. I just hate the way people sometimes look at me. Like they’re trying to put together a puzzle with a missing piece.

I just.

Emotions are complicated.

I’m not missing any pieces. Just cause my puzzle is a picture you don’t like.

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Do not put two neurodivergent transfems who are writing in the same room. We’ll will come up with the most heinous tragic comedy this side of the planet.

Yes my story has some brand new ideas and a million more are on the way. Are they any good?

What are you a cop?