I have balcony furniture so my neighbors might just see me sunbathing topless

Girl-ish who is horribly burned by electrolysis today but being very brave about it

Everything is matching colors today which is a total accident Yesterday three different people refused to believe my age which is very rude of them and probably why no one respects me

Finally caught up with stylist and my hair is proper again Also rare no makeup shot because dance class tonight We discussed boobs, and dating, and body count - we are both terrible, terrible people But if anyone in Seattle needs a stylist rec hmu

I found the best alleyway today

Gods below I’m tired and have the beard of a dwarf (electrolysis this weekend), but there are things that need doing and someone needs to throw themselves into gears Also St.Rat loves you all very much and that things will be okay, bitey bitch that she is

There are days where you abuse the dress code limits

Sometimes I am not sure that my little heart is built for the heights I aspire to, that I lost the flexibility she needs in my long stony sleep

Gods below everything is fire today This was not in the pamphlet of known side effects

Injection day so everything dissolves and I can hear the angels scrabbling through the architecture As an alchemical artificial girl I’ve found not one of my experiences are universal, the plural of self is still solitaire

Wearing a union shirt (UBW of course!) to annoy the bosses and programmer socks to keep my edge Every now and again you want to be the stereotype

Little crow buddy having an afternoon snack I always a quite visceral irge to join them

It always amuses how femme and masc fits are so different My jacket exposes my wrists and my pants my ankles: I still have a habitual reaction that this means they do not fit My pockets are not in the most useful positions but they create lines correctly Pleating and buttons define my chest

Advantages of having a mis-wired or at least high tension nervous sysyem: body will make vitamin O for herself Disadvantages of such: having to cram ones hand into ones mouth to avoid waking the house and neighbors And now I’m at work Sigh

This look is too good to waste on work, but there you are

Slammed back into the mundane after a weekend of thrills and escapades The trick of witchery is that the dishes always need doing

I’m having a me day today These are so vanishingly rare that I have no habit or expectation of them I will probably get a cool drink, I may get a massage I might write letters, I could get high The freedom is thrilling and terrifying: how does one do this? is it allowed?

I know this is going to hurt later on because my neck isn’t used to holding the new weight of my breasts Hopefully someone will untie the knot

Lazing in the morning, just letting fatigue play across my muscles I’m allowed to laze, I worked so very hard for this

This pic is funny to me because while I know I have tits - I paid good money for them! - I don’t notice them when I’m dressed for warmth But yeah, they are noticeable

Emotional drain is as real as physical drain I do not like being around anger

As pride wraps we are forced to fall back into the world, fold and bandage our tattered wings, lick our wounds

I am sore wounded and will die soon

I am never sure what to do with a memory board as it fills Do I continue layering until it is practically fossilized? Archive it in dust until I move? Break it down so I can clean slate? Each regeneration requires a rupture, bloody and raw, but it is always prepared for

I am going to claim autism as a defense and go hide under a rock with the toads

Last night I went to a play - with audience participation! - in which we were told to dress as office workers (the audience were imaginary people in the lead’s brain prompting their dreams to help them) It was very cute and @glaiveguisarme.com was as excited as a puppy about it

Instead of dealing with my issues my brain decided to work out a new system for dividing classes in D&D which explains auti dyspraxia An utterly useless thing of beauty I blame @glaiveguisarme.com for sending me a dnd class quiz (i got stat block rather than a class - annoyed)

Huddling warm in the weird intersection of estrogen shot and period Everything is slow and slightly blurred inside as my body works through the crossed signals

Face of a girl-ish enduring entirely predictable pain Also period horny is weird

My punishment for kissing girls is slamming straight into my period today I swear I’m sensitive to other folks’ hormone profiles, it was really bad when I was third in a ‘cule with two cis girls