wondering if I should write a silly parody of myself then i realise that's what bluesky is

i have never ever seen a picture of friedrich merz where he doesn't look like he's begging to be put out of his misery

you, an agp fetishist: thinks about forcefemme institutions because you're just a sicko perv who gets off to it

me, a true transsexual: thinks about forcefemme institutions because it would represent a stable and lucrative civil service job opportunity

writing a forcefemme novel which is about the dull internal existence of a trans woman who is a mid-tier administrator at a provincial transing institution caught between the stable bourgeois comforts her career provides and soul-destroying existential ennui as she makes guys wear tutus

it's over 3000 pages and unfinished. the chapters about her bottom surgery are called Die Frau ohne eigen Shaft-en

yeah absolutely

i have noticed how with transition i went from most enjoying speaking languages that gender least (eg danish) to those that gender more. i think only ever started enjoying speaking italian once i transitioned because you have to be gendered nearly constantly

(motivational speaker voice)

'stop being a cataMIGHT and become a cataCAN. a cataWILL'

gender! gender everywhere, yet not a drop to drink!

na seavas!

when your post is doing the numbers and you don't have a kofi or a soundcloud so you wonder if you should just put a hot lingerie shot on the end of it

sorry babe 🤪

it's over 3000 pages and unfinished. the chapters about her bottom surgery are called Die Frau ohne eigen Shaft-en

ai bros will tell you that it gives you 'phd-level expertise in your pocket'. my brother in christ that's called transitioning and getting to know a bunch of other transsexuals who did phds in random fields to avoid getting to the bottom of their gender issues

said this before but this is absolutely how i feel about it from the humanities side as well. the system rewards bad work and boring people and leaving it behind was kn retrospect the only way to regain any joy in the skills and knowledge i had developed

writing a forcefemme novel which is about the dull internal existence of a trans woman who is a mid-tier administrator at a provincial transing institution caught between the stable bourgeois comforts her career provides and soul-destroying existential ennui as she makes guys wear tutus

you, an agp fetishist: thinks about forcefemme institutions because you're just a sicko perv who gets off to it

me, a true transsexual: thinks about forcefemme institutions because it would represent a stable and lucrative civil service job opportunity

forcetransing programmes for men overseen by qualified trans women would also be a way of providing us with cushy sinecures. every district in the transburgian empire has its Frau Bezirksobertransitionsleiterin who is a respected figure who gets invited to all the balls and salons

'you could read the news' yeah well you could eat me

need to restructure my day so i'm dilating while people are actually posting

ah i was raised strict catholic and marked as a potential priest so surrounded by chant and taught to sniff out donatism at 50 paces

you are in good company!

now to even be allowed to touch a pencil you have to attend 2 semesters of grundrisse der schlamperei in der theorie und praxis and deliver an 80-page dissertation, followed by a praktikum before they'll even let you in the room with a crusty old dean and an 'awooga' sound effect

doing a 3-year librarianship course so i can apply for a slutty librarian job only to be turned down because turns out i need a 2-year ma in slutship

big tech creating a 7-stage login that also scans my entire body and encodes it into a unique string of characters that by pure coincidence is exactly the same as the name of my first pet and mother's maiden name which i posted on twitter as my stripper name as part of a hilarious quotetweet cascade

thedollogy

the future will look back on the early 21st century as a defining era for doll theology in the way that the patristic era was for christianity

auction: Fine and Rare Character Dolls

my moots

hi, don't worry i'm not someone who usually just talks to strangers on public transport but i just wanted you to know that the person responsible for that rank fart was not me, i let you know this because my fragile sense of self-worth is tied up with the need to believe everyone finds me attractive

chocolate bar called nutting hill

definitely want a chocolate bar named like a porno parody of a 90s romcom