#One time my friend called me a nonbinary trashfashion racoon and it was the best compliment of my life

[dandelion-jester]

What's the attraction of dressing terribly? What is it about wearing weird, mismatched, falling apart clothes that makes me so happy? Jumpers with holes in, the same t-shirt for two weeks, mud on my trouser knees, a coat with a ripped lining. Nothing matches, it doesn't look good, but goddamn I feel amazing. I look like I live with Oscar the Grouch. I'm vibing.