might go to the gym wearing this jock strap the day before the sex party for good measure

the leather went so well but it took me like three nights of working on so if i fuck up any shading on the body i fear it is over for me

sometimes being an artist and a leatherdyke pervert is so silly

a lot of the time i feel like i get to be protected by my butchness and my leather and my transmasculinity by how off-putting it makes me to men but the reality is that i’m not, and it makes me feel like even more of a target to groups of boys like them

huge group of 20 year old lads got on the train i’m on fucking screaming down the carriage, did the whole “my mate thinks you’re cute” bit to me, threw a bottle at me as i walked down to carriage to try and find someone to get them kicked off

the sweat on my vest reminded me of a bug

honestly getting properly into a leatherdyke community and going on t a couple months later was outstanding timing from me