name: augustus or auggie.
gender: trans man (he/him).
age: 26 years.
i am gay, T4T, and autistic.
engaged to @fogherd.
only those that are 18 years or older may follow me. minors will be blocked, no age accounts are on thin ice.
last updated: jul. 12, 2026
i do not tag content warnings whatsoever and i have a lot of opinions about everything. be prepared to see a lot of the following:
nudity in a variety of contexts.
suggestive and sexual content.
personal posts containing topics of alcoholism and suicide.
insects, spiders, reptiles, rodents, and other "gross animals."
political content.
topics around racism, transphobia, and other forms of bigotry.
this blog is not necessarily a "porn blog," but it is everything i am. kind of a digital journal, but mostly a braindump or time-killer. a lot of the things i say are intentionally inflammatory but based in truth.
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most common tags: dook dook (personal posts), yip yip (artwork), whimper whimper (vents).
project tags: sneezes (world building), car shop, hangnail.
tags that need to be updated: fave & me, head honcho, chewed bubblegum collection, friend tags (v, lark, jordy).
experiencing adolescence in the 2010s has fucked my perspective of the word “epic” totally beyond repair. i will forever view it in the same league as words like “awesomesauce” and “legitness” im sorry. theres just no going back
Burning the mammoth flank just a lirtle instead of eating it raw gives grug more calorie to think. Grug thinking about color symbolism in silence of the lambs
you called my favorite media… slop? like… for a pig? is that what you think i am? *gets on all fours* is this what i am to you? *snorts* you think i’m a pig? *snorts* *starts sniffing the ground* you think this is funny? huh? *starts squealing* WEEE WEEE WEEEEEEE… you like this? huh? huh? WEEEEEEEEEE *gets up* whatever. just forget it. i don’t care anymore.
In every relationship or friendship worth having, there will be inevitable moments of awkwardness, anger, miscommunication, frustration, or impatience. It’s how each person decides to navigate that that determines how much they care about one another. If you internalize those moments as an overarching statement that speaks louder than all the good times you had with this person, you are practically shooting yourself in the foot. If you decide to walk away at natural moments of friction, either that person didn’t matter all that much to you, or you do care but elect to self-sabotage all moments of connection because you fear abandonment or negative reactions from people you care about. Either way this is unsustainable and guarantees a lifetime of loneliness.