Talking - Blog Posts

Working on my voice training atm, but I keep overdoing it and sounding like a stereotypical nerd (pictured here)

I think I want to be a girl.

It's all I can think about recently.

Still figuring out my gender over here. I've been doing some research and some retrospective, and I feel that Polygender/Multigender might be the best descriptor at the moment.

This feels closer to how I feel than the term Genderfluid, but nothing's set in stone at the moment.

why are clothes so expensive I just want to look cute and cool and pretty and ten other adjectives 😢 😢

I can't sleep. I've been tossing and turning for two hours.

My body is pulling an April Fools prank on me istg

I've been thinking a lot about my gender again recently. For context, I currently identify as non-binary, a title that I kind of just settled on since it was the easiest conclusion to jump to at the time. For a couple years I've identified as non-binary, but I used to identify a lot more with being genderfluid.

I've been so confused with my feelings about my gender lately, and I had a thought this morning. I was probably right in my original assumption of being genderfluid.

I dunno. I still gotta think about it, but it's a possibility.

sometimes I listen to Nirvana and feel lonely

it's that time of day again

The way my autism presents means that the way I’ve learned to socialize is via fiction as a kid I would frequently repeat lines of dialogue I either read or heard in a show in response to situations that matched the scene I was referencing. This works fine and dandy and as someone whose older now I use far less refrences as I’ve learned how to do my own thing. That said every single fuckin time I’m in a situation where I hear something unfortunate ranging from I stubbed my toe to my loved one died my instinct is to say

“that’s rough buddy”

I have at this point learned to only use such default responses for light tension situations, because as a child I eventually realized my quotes didn’t always land and I’d have to learn to socialize more independently.

Have a good day/night to the unfortunate soul that read through this ramble.

tumblr is better than instagram in every conceivable way but especially the ads. i forgot how special tumblr ads are where are they finding these

Finally came to the conclusion that Im gonna treat this place more like a sketchbook. Dont worry all my interests are still here /lhj

Shine on

“I love looking at the night sky”

“You do? Weren’t you always scared of the dark?”

“I was- I mean I still am, but look how bright everything up there seems to be. Isn’t it amazing to know that most of these stars don’t even exist anymore, but their light still travels through space and brightens our nights? Something that’s long gone and still shows us its beauty.”

“That surely is wonderful.”

“I know, right?”

“But then what about the moon? It needs to be shown off by the sun, can’t even shine by itself and still - everyone is amazed by it. Isn’t that unfair?”

“Some grace needs help to blossom. I love the moon and everything about it. These nightly rays that light up the dark and then feeling them shine on me - that makes me feel magical.”

“You are magical.”

“Don’t you dare try to make this about me. It’s about the beauty of the universe.”

“But why? When I feel your eyes on me I feel magical, I feel like you help me blossom every single day and I for sure guarantee you that your beauty will forever shine on in this universe.”

“Don’t be silly, I ain’t got no shine. And it won’t be seen forever in no universe.”

“In my universe it will.”