also wild how my areola doubled in radius in 2023

I think posting this to my pals on discord and having all the girls go tex avery awooga mode has done more for my self image this week than 18 months of counselling ☺️

Conversely, so many hot and irreproducible moments passed by when the camera wasn't rolling that you wish you could revisit - like when I went to the The Minneapolis Rubber Ball in 2019 and didn’t take a single photo. But hey, that’s the difference between Life and Content.

- fixing mistakes I made with my makeup, and creating a fantasy atmosphere with a consistency of self helped me reach glimpses of what I would later understand to be gender euphoria.

For me, being able to edit and retouch my photos was essential. While perhaps reflective of unhealthy beliefs I still struggle with today - being able to properly mask my beard shadow before I'd had laser [cont]

While I pull all these tricks, I do it for the love of creating personal art that helps shape my own sexuality and self-image.

Being horny online is inherently an exercise in editing yourself, from the literal retouching to the careful setup - the chaos behind the camera you don’t see, and the dozens of shots out of every session that just look goofy as fuck or gross even, and the personas you adopt to sell it all.

haha if all of us could be so lucky

I’m assuming these things are laid out like normal handcuffs with a double locker pin somewhere on the edge. If you solo with non-rigid cuffs you have to be really careful not to put them on upside down unless you’re really flexible. You’d have no chance on your own with these :P

always wanted these but too scared I’d put them on backwards and get to meet the fire department

I knew in this moment several things: I was going to be doing this the rest of my life, dressing femme made me feel incredible, and I was going to spend a painful amount of money on this hobby

Just because I wasn't squeaking around my family home didn't mean I got to live my kink dreams - I shared a small apartment and rarely had time to get too deep. Nonetheless, to just exist wrapped in latex, to practice walking in high heels, felt incredibly liberating to do without fear of judgement.