the hottest part of sex is when i take off my glasses and put them in a safe place
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the hottest part of sex is when i take off my glasses and put them in a safe place
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for @noviademattmurdock
I’m so excited for the “Girls Like Girls” movie. There’s a lot I relate to in it and my inner teen is going to have. A field day but also might put me in bed for a day or 2. There became a point where I was just. Out. I ended up with a girlfriend and never thought twice about being scared to say that. But then I got pulled in to so many relationships where they other person had to hide. So it meant I did too. I was always just the best friend. No one would claim me. Being so sure of who you are and being loud in everything but the truth of your relationships is so. Hard. Makes my chest hurt even now. Throw on top of that every one of them ended with they leaving me for a man. My poor little trans masc heart.
I’m so incredibly lucky to have the partner I do now. She’s never once dimmed our sparks. She’s never one tried to hide what we have. If anything at times she’s louder for me than I am. She’s my everything. We celebrate 6 years this week and I can’t believe it.
(trying to flirt) can i be your problem
Every few weeks/months i have a debilitating breakdown over my life and every decision I’ve ever made and how the world is ending and everything is crashing down at once. I feel stupid. I feel bad. My body shuts down. My mind is too fast. Whatever decision I make feels like the wrong one. I have to choose lesser of evil and regardless it makes life harder. I get so scared.
Today was one of those days.
So my wife basically puts me on suicide watch
I sit in her car while she’s at an appointment I smoke. I get coffee. I don’t leave her side for longer than necessary. We do deliveries so no one has to leave.
It makes me feel a lot of ways but I focus on feeling loved and cared for. She puts up with so much of me sometimes I feel like I don’t deserve it.
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It’s so hard finding places where I fit in. I can’t do ladies nights at places. Sure I’ll get invited but I don’t feel included. Like it’s an exception. I definitely don’t fit in in male centric spaces. They terrify me. There’s very few places I feel comfortable and safe. And even fewer are public places. I just shouldn’t have to be in a queer only space in order to feel respected in my gender. I dont know. I dont know. I dont know.
Home. ✨🩷
In a crowded room, yours is the only voice I hear
I’m so scared
I hate change. I don’t know what to do with it. I don’t know how to process it. I don’t know anything but just trying to get through it with my head down.
Im currently uprooting the life we’ve built for the last 3 years and I’m so scared it’s not the right choice.
It’s all on such a time crunch that ever second matters and it’s eating me alive. I can’t sit for a second without feeling like I’m wasting it.
Packing is hard. Everything is fragile. All of the boxes are too small. Or awkward. There’s more clothes than one person should ever own. None of it fits right. Everything is dirty. Or clean and can’t be touched.
I dont know what to do with myself so I paint the walls hoping I’m helping but I know I’m not. I know it’s just stalling and that we should be home packing.
But it’s not home anymore it’s the apartment. The apartment we will never step foot in again after the first and that’s just so hard to swallow. It’s tearing me apart.
I hope in 6 weeks, months, years I reread this and everything is okay. Or at least less this. It has to be cuz this feels like it’s killing me.
I didn’t realize that the way I talk is extremely blunt and exactly what I’m thinking at all times. I can’t keep an opinion to myself especially when I’m frustrated.
I see it very clearly today and I wish I’d shut the fuck up.