Used the holidays to finally finish color vomiting all over this page, hopefully the brainworms will cease now
So I found this CD on the street today on my way to work, right? So I decided I’d bring it home and listen to it.
And it was the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.
went to an art exhibition and the artist was drawing a self-portrait dressed up as a dog and i wish this was my job so fucking bad
My favorite part about being sapphic is when the things I love about other women become things I love about myself. One day I was tracing another woman’s stretch marks in a dim bedroom light. And then, seemingly by accident, I was doing it to myself in my bathroom mirror. I loved the feeling of a full hand of flesh when I grabbed a woman’s hips, and then mine didn’t need to be so skinny anymore. I looked at a woman’s lower stomach pudge and thought it was so soft and cute, then never wanted a flat stomach again. Loving women can be so healing when you come from a world that doesn’t.
the human stress response seems so maladaptive!
nothing but love
cranial trauma and a handjob
Victor, 22, queer, genderfluid/bigender, he/she/they, intp, autistic 𓇚
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