“I’m often curious what the difference is between ‘being good at it,’ and ‘pretending to be good at it’ in the context of polyamory.” — @elisabeth.love , effin’ me up on a hike today

the feminine urge to become hotter than all of your enemies

tell ur girlfriend i said :3

girl determined to take up as little space as possible, sunday church edition

i love october . october my beloved

nini bsky, nini mozart

computer how to turn off yearn

2024: fit faggot fall 2025: fall faggot fits brought to u by this $4 thrifted sweater

girl who has healed her relationship with makeup

in baltimore i am very careful to close the blinds on my small windows when i’m changing or walking around naked, but this new york apartment? with windows that take up half the wall? wide open, the lighting is great enjoy the show

wow i almost forgot how gender affirming* it is when men scour your media tab to like all of your nudes before they follow you

regular time in new york is turning me into a makeup girl goddamnit

good morning what’s a girl gotta do to get an awoo over here

born to consume contra’s essays, destined to shit talk her god awful harpsichord playing

i’m finally healed of my internet addiction. i am here for totally normal not dopamine farming reasons.

hi i’m not back i just wanted to check in on the political commentary; please accept this offering of a buxtehude courante

unknown cis lady who buys rounds for the dolls at the dyke bar >>>>>>

okay sports fans, city time has come to a close and i’m deactivating when i hit the train tomorrow. things look civil and i love you all for it but social media continues to not be great for me :) as always, hmu before i deactivate if you want to stay connected off of the socials <3

last day in nyc for this trip if anyone wants to chill :))

side benefit of wife acquiring photography hobby at the same time as i did is incidental headshots

shocking! trans girl realises that a lifetime of camera phobia means she’s never done a photo booth

girl who is heavily strapped at the bk museum

as always fuck manhattan but i woman did just clock me on the street and shout “YOU ARE LOVED MORE THAN YOU KNOW” and that was a nice start to the day

putting on lip colour for the first time since not having shadow and i stg just putting it on makes me see phantom shadow. scars of early transhood.

temperatures are falling so i personally will be embracing joy once again i am sorry to you bitches who love to sweat for some goddamn reason

girl who loses like thirty pounds then goes to brooklyn to eat it all back in carbs

temporary bsky reactivation to say heyyyyyy nyc dolls i am on ur island

i picked the trails with views and elevation the past two days i’ve hiked in the same park nearly every day for the past year and a half— easily over 400 hikes. i’ve done the yellow trail exactly three times now, twice in the past 48 hours the first i did it my friend held my hand for all of it

the most important thing i gained in transition, socially before medically, was softness. kindness. imagine my surprise when i learned this was not a universal windfall for those of my kind.

ya actually i stg all of my clockiest features are family traits, not vestiges of endogenous puberty i hung these portraits of my grandmother and great grandmother before i came out not realising that i was gonna slowly start looking more like them in the proceeding years

god damnit i bought 21 gauge needles for injecting

a bsky feed that filters out highby drama while sparing the actual poasts

3-4 and 4-5 trills fuck ya it only took four years of playing to unfuck those

every day my wife brings up another full cambro of these from the backyard can i get a W in chat

when someone calls one of my jokes a dad joke i leave them at a fire station

no one seems to understand the art of playing the tape through around here

3-4 and 4-5 trills fuck ya it only took four years of playing to unfuck those

okay i’m gonna lay on the couch and watch astrophysics video essays till it’s a normal hour to be awake then cry from exhaustion sometime twelve hours from now (im normal)

2:30 am scheduling a reservation to see my girlfriend at 3:00 pm it’s a good turnaround

[girl who is deathly afraid of heights and absolutely obsessed with hiking] i’m gonna climb a mountain. 2026. i will climb a mountain in 2026.

inside u there r two wolves one wolf wants to explode your head with her brain other wolf wants to kiss you on the lips (with her brain) they’re both mentally ill (in her brain) (ur not tho it’s just the fuckin wolves)

i just read a whole goddamn thread of girls talking about muffing in the same kind of tone as girls who say “scissoring isn’t real” and i feel so bad for them.

no one: absolutely no one: my wife on a random wednesday: “i’m gonna give this room a bluejob” 🎨

i don’t care if it’s august; it’s overcast, i’m not going outside, my air con is making the apartment 17 degrees, i have an apple cider candle burning if i can create the conditions it is always fall in this house.

girl who has truly stopped caring type fit

i think the biggest mistake i’ve made in transition was assuming i knew who i was too early. i am still doing this.

imagine rolling up to the function in your subaru impreza hatchback and pulling a honda motocompo out of the hatch

the person at the dispensary tried to do an ally just now “i see you placed the order under ‘beth’ did you want me to update your name in the system? ;)” “oh it’s fine beth is my middle name, morgan and beth both work just don’t call me matt thanks” “o_o”