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A little edit of Luke being appreciated the way he deserves 😌🥰
Every compliment? Earned. 𖹭
I don't know who needs to hear this, but:
It is absolutely fine to use a label, only to realise it doesn't suit you anymore. Labels aren't there to bind you to them. They serve as a way to better describe how one feels and what ones lived experience can be like.
I had two pipelines of relabeling myself simultaneously.
From bi to lesbian, and back to bi.
From asexual to demisexual (because I thought, that one day, maybe I feel this kind of attraction, as sex-ambivalent and oscillating were terms I related with, and still do), and back to being asexual.
Does that make me less sapphic or a-spec? Absolutely not.
And to be honest: I still haven't figured out if I'm demiromantic or aromantic. And that is perfectly fine. We don't own anyone an explanation, but ourselves.
If the label felt good at that time, but doesn't anymore, let it go and take the one that feels more fitting. ♡ We are human beings. We are allowed to grow. You are valid, no matter which label you choose.
When you're at the bottom, the only way to go is up.
We're gonna be ok.
I still remember how i came out as aroace to my friend and instead of saying "oh my god how do you live like this?" or acting pity surprised or anything like that
She just
Asked me how do i perceive attraction from my point of view. And told me she's fine with how i am and supports me.
Yeah
I bursted out crying
I know it's not much, but I love the view out of my window of Lake Michigan in December with the snow gathered at the beach and the little waves. I did not know until I moved to Chicago that some lakes have waves. I did not know until I lived right here how much I love the sky and so much that lives beneath and behind it.
I haven’t been posting much on this blog and been drowning my pain and recovery process in historical art on my side blog.
I’m doing fine.
Swelling is slowly going down and I’m feeling light and free. It has not been easy. I don’t feel like the right person to advise you for the top surgery but what helped me:
Chests aren’t flat. Not even male ones.
SWELLING IS NORMAL. Please, the purpose of this post is to make another statement to help anyone who might ever feel the same after the surgery. It is normal. It might take months until you get flat/squishable enough to appear flat.
If you had large cup sizes and binded a lot, you will be actually fine after the surgery. It feels like wearing a tight binder. Don’t fear the pain, it is not greater that you have been going through since you were a teen. You have suffered and this is the end of it.
My gender euphoria came after my doctor called me brave instead of pretty. I guess I’m a simple person.
I can’t wait to go for a swim, to wear an unbuttoned shirt. And you know what? Even for wearing dress.
Cccc artists, writers, anyone who makes fan art y'all are some of the coolest mfs ever. I love seeing how different people interpret each character. Keep doing what y'all are doing it's gen inspiring.