"check out this loser with the steak that's too juicy, oh and look, that overly buttery lobster has fifty thousand dollars in it, what a fucking doofus"

Just bought a pack of basic black thongs and I don't think I'm ever going to wear any other underwear ever again. perfect fit omg

compounded a 300mg prog pill and swallowed it and got the best four hour nap in my entire life.

hell, I'd settle for just being able to articulate what exactly those abilities even are.

i yearn for practical uses for my typically impractical abilities.

god forbid women not be trapped in a loveless marriage

such bullshit i no longer have a vehicle. I miss the gym.

they bounce when I walk and it makes me want to break a man's soul

if I could actually gain any fat, that would be the option I would take 100%. I eat and I eat and all I get is more poop.

they should invent breast implants that feel like breasts so I would actually want to get top surgery

kinda neat how my central heterochromia makes my eye color difficult to ascertain from a distance.

so they just kept cutting the hwad of a hydra and never once considered bludgeoning it

my biggest advice to trans women is learn to dress your age. this advice applies to cis women too.

yes! this was the big click for me figuring out my personal style and helping to feel more like a woman.

i would really like it if "leftists" or "progressives" or whatever could actually value progress and not just do insane cultural protestantism moralizing all the time

2000s-2010s tv made ir such a point to have a rape scene in every single drama series produced amd no rush one ever called them on it from within the house. You couldn't have a show about teens casting spells by voguing without a girl getting brutally assaulted in a bathroom in the second episode

they did surgery on the part of a strawberry that technically can be classified as a fruit (not the achene)

ngl i am a little jealous of trans people who figured out gender was the issue early on. i spent 27 years in an ambiguous state of ominous doom i called "the curse" that left me with severe psychological maladies that i would have loved to have known the cause of before trying to die became a hobby

delivering food to expo window and shouting YURR as I walk away as cuntily as possible

tired of emdr, I just wanna fight

hahah great to accidentally have the memory of experiencing multiple sexual assaults unblocked from the fugue realm. gee

put an M80 in a whitefish, call that jackson pollock

reading the word folx in 2026 feels like being told I'm "valid" by somebody in a raytheon kiosk at a pride party

oh they tore his ass up

I'd let 25 year old me hit ngl

got some ewphoria today from a cyclist.
cyclist: "hey, I don't know what that format is or whatever, that outfit looks great on you!"
me: "thanks!" (hoping it ended there, walking to the gas station)
cyclist rides away, shouts into the wind: "SEXY GIRL WOAH"

I mean yeah, but, inside thoughts buddy

a pic of my torso in a tight turtleneck sweater.

feeling real nice about my bod today

its also interesting how differently I react to so many drugs from most people. SSRIs always just fuck with me in unexpected ways even at low doses, I'm extremely tolerant of dissociatives, psychedelics and alcohol don't really mess with my cognition much, ultra sensitive to opiods and thc tho.

i wanna eat popcorn from a dogbowl on the floor ngl

i want a job sending emails from 9-5 monday-friday with a low deductible healthcare plan with dental and vision, 50k net salary. Get myself an esthetician and a tailor, a small pickup under 50k miles. is that too much for a college dropout tranny with uncanny valley shadow people vibes to ask for?