spent the tumblr outage assuming i finally got banned for being trans etc; there was a solid hour where my single greatest regret in life was that my very last post was a helpful let's-reframe-our-thinking-habits-usings-tools-i-learned-in-therapy bit, instead of the "Mary Shelley sat gleefully in the cuck chair watching her failhusband ream Mr. Lord Byron in the ass" i've been saving for un special occasion



















