boob window showing off the gaping hole in my chest
was talking to my gf about my fear of dying young for being trans and my mom putting my deadname on my gravestone, and she said "i hope that never happens, but if it does, i will carve your name into your grave myself if i have to." and i think theres something extremely raw about that sentiment and trans community in general. you can kill only our bodies, but you cant kill transsexuality
we haven't had a true tumblr sexyman in years. Sans was like the last one. I can still see his weird glowing goo ghost dick when I close my eyes. that kind of absolute derangement just doesn't happen anymore. some people just liking Astarion and Senshi a lot is not the same. a true tumblr sexyman makes this website absolutely unusable
oh my god it was the porn ban. the porn ban killed the tumblr sexyman. the horny can't fester and multiply like it used to. the sexymen are killed in their infancy
actually i love growing older and learning how i work as a person like realizing what kinds of fabrics feel best on my skin or what brand of yogurt i like best or how I want to be touched. watching myself change, enjoying brussel sprouts when I used to hate them as a child, understanding why I got angry in that one conversation 10 years ago… there are so many mysteries inside me that i have yet to unravel and there will always be more and sometimes i think maybe its all worth it
i said i'd post a couple small things at the 50k mark of the GFM (51k out of 60k as of this post! home stretch! get it!) anyway so here's a super quick doodle rendition of something hilarious that happened during the eclipse last week
got that "they don't even Try" drip
@tripnipalex2 someone's out there with your exact Gender
I love being so obviously a heathen the proselytisers refuse to proselytize to me












![minicomic drawn in dreary blue hues. page 1, panel 1: an article on a computer screen reads "[COMPANY] LAYS OFF 30% OF EMPLOYEES." the subheading under the title adds, "Hundreds scramble to pay the bills." panel 2: portrait of eunnie, an exhausted girl with glasses and shoulder-length hair. she stares at the news, leaning her head in a hand. panel 3: she sits back with the same dismal expression, typing something on her keyboard.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/46643d4466a2228ecf8c4b4447c03933/18dc74b82e2db0db-50/s1280x1920/bc4fd1ea03d54546a3798cdc783c209721fa67e6.png)
![page 2, panel 1: eunnie's search query reads "[COMPANY] ceo salary." the result below reads "$30 million a year," followed by a quote that declares, "The industry has never been more profitable!" to the right is a photo of the ceo - a nondescript man in a suit wearing a sleazy grin. panel 2: eunnie sits at her computer, face blank. panel 3: everything turns red, an abrupt zoom-in blurring eunnie's portrait as she blasts lasers from her eyes.](https://64.media.tumblr.com/571b98383a785c2490a6ff059c1281f8/18dc74b82e2db0db-45/s1280x1920/6aa74d62b086b5ce08a70961282d0bc1992605b2.png)
