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It's MY double hyperfixation, I get to choose the bad crossovers!
if you really think about it the genocide route in undertale is kinda like the average of your typical sonic.exe creepypasta except we're the evil one that kills everyone

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It's MY double hyperfixation, I get to choose the bad crossovers!
if you really think about it the genocide route in undertale is kinda like the average of your typical sonic.exe creepypasta except we're the evil one that kills everyone
purchased my first binder
it’s cropped so my long tiddies hang out the bottom
as someone who is a nonbinary stereotype (oversized clothing, sort of fem but not really, it's a big part of my personality, skinny etc etc etc.) istg i would take the equivalent of one hp (one 14-inch shell) for you no matter what you're like i prommy
Me: I don't get dysphoric! Everything is fine! This is great! I love my body!
Also me: gets weird and self destructive during The Bleed. Listens to AJJ's Body Terror Song on repeat.
I woke up from nightmares of being misgendered but I'm misgendered every day, including by myself. I'm out at work. When I started, I said she/they, but most people use she. I go by my birthname, because I'm scared to change it and I do love it. I love her like a sister I can't live up to. I resent that I've never been able to fulfill the role she requires of me. I love the 'her' in me. I want to strangle 'her' out. I love when my voice goes high when I'm happy and excited, I know my voice can't lie about my emotions. I hate the betrayal. I love my body, I love the curves and the warmth. Softness in my hips. I cried when I found out my mother's cancer scare wasn't hereditary, and I had no reason for a preventative mastectomy. I love skirts and dresses, I wore one yesterday. Every few years, I go into a rage and try to throw them all out. I love being seen as a woman in a group of women. I feel like I am a liar who doesn't belong. I can be patient and wait until my grandmother dies, so I don't break her heart. I don't want to, I want to live. A lie to make family happy is still a lie. I don't want to lose them. I've done it before, I survived. I might not even be able to do anything, I need to focus on the hormones that keep me alive right now. There is no guarantee that they are mutually exclusive. After all, they are both things my body produces, just not "right".
Assigned nonbinary by boys telling me I'm too girly to play with them and girls telling me I'm too boyish to play with them when I was like 7
Men have being malewives and women have being girl girlbosses, but what do nonbinary people have?
You can call me girl but only if you're asking for help