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[reliablegal]

It’s my HRT 2 Year Anniversary! Celebrating by seeing the long road from beginning till now!

Wishing everyone the best on their journey!

[reliableslimegal]

It’s official, this side blog has overtaken my main blog in popularity.

Slime girls just know how to really gel with people apparently.

[reliablegal]

Putting on my she/her pin today. I will get properly gendered.

By force if necessary.

[reliablegal]

Holy shit, had an amazing night with a friend that turned into a date.

I might be gay.

Like actually gay.

Super seriously gay.

[reliablegal]

Girls listen!

When I say you’re my friend that means:

I want to hear you ramble and rave, to know what special interests you crave. I will sit for hours listening to you tell me about it and I will enjoy it the whole time.

I want you to be weird. You don’t have to mask and pretend to play “normal” or whatever society taught you to be with friends.

I want to know what’s wrong! Don’t bottle it up and be afraid to share what you’re struggling with. I’m not going to think any less of you. Even if I can’t directly help I want to be able to support you however I can.

Friends aren’t just a title I throw around on people I know. It means I care about you. I WANT to be your friend! I am extremely selfish and obsessive with the people I like and want them to know how much they mean to me.

Thank you for being my friend!

[reliablegal]

Saw a field mouse today walking to work.

I feel like I was blessed by the mouse god to have a good day today.

[reliablegal]

I hate being the put together one. The friend who seems to have all the answers, who is always so mature and the best at dealing with things. Not because I don’t like helping people, but because as soon as you fail, as soon as you make a mistake, you are ruined in their eyes.

They see you crumple before their eyes and instead of offering the same compassion as you did them, they throw you away. Your mistake now defines you, you’re messed up.

Then they move on, they weren’t your friend. They were there for the ride and as soon as if got rough, they jumped off. You’re left alone constantly overthinking everything you did and eventually realizing that you might deserve it because of the mistake you made.

It’s ok to make mistakes. It’s ok to not be perfect. You’re allowed to be human, even when so many others say you can’t be.

[reliablegal]

Woof, what a night! Got to spend an absolutely amazing dinner date with a pretty girl and now we’re girlfriends!

Never thought it’d happen but here I am!