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hey guys!
Sorry I haven't been around a whole lot- I'm finally in the final stretches of getting my first psychology degree (or so I keep getting told) so things are a little... hectic, to say the least! But, things should be slowing down here in the coming weeks and I've been chipping away at what's in my inbox.
Thanks for being patient with me lately, guys 💕
welcome!
hey guys, it’s @ladybug-anon from her new account. follow this one please- the old one is no good anymore.
Finally changed to a new theme! Pls check out! ^w^
I really hate this like Verizon owning Tumblr thing or what ever crap it is, like I am really scared and I don’t want to be locked out of my blog, like I don’t know what to do and Tumblr isn't like telling us very clear about this whole bullcrap, I don't know if it safe if I use Tumblr or if like I still have to change it
am I still safe with Yahoo or no??????????
do I like have to changed it to Gmail or something??????????
hmmm....I’m thinking about changing my theme right now
I have been slowly trying to present myself as more masculine in public. It is not that I mind wearing girly clothes, but I just cannot stand the misgendering anymore I think. Maybe if I can start T and appear more masculine physically I’ll feel better about wearing feminine clothing again. I digress, but I went to grab some food with my sister last night, in these loose fit jeans and a hoodie with a beanie, and fuck me if it didn’t work. Not even wearing a binder - thank goodness I have always looked androgynous and am not particularly busty - plus I wore a cute cami underneath that helped not only compress me chest, but compromised my desire to wear feminine things as well. Like when in line, a few friends I had in high school came in and they didn’t even recognize me. Before they would stop and say hi and we’d chat and while I am sad that we didn’t, I am also happy that despite standing right next to them, I looked that different. Amazing that something as silly as clothing can change the way you are viewed so drastically.
