Anyways, if anyone just wants to hit me up and ride out this wave of ungodly horny with me lmk

I wanted to pin my other coworker up in the subway and just kiss him like?????? What kind of movie is my brain in today

I just hope to slowly let myself come out. Convince myself it's safe now. I can be who I want and anyone who has a problem with it isn't meant to be in my life anyways, because it's mine.

Just Friday night thoughts I guess.

Also, Velveeta is way too salty, 0/5

It's also... how much access to this kind of knowledge did I have? When would I have been able to find the communities that really accepted me? I'm not sure I even knew I could exist like this til I went to art school, and even then they didn't exactly hand me a "How to find you gender" textbook

Like dear God, Bluey just, annihilates my feelings in ways I didn't even know or remember I had trauma attached to them like FUCK