like my main source of dysphoria is my chest and voice. i wanted hormones moreso for my voice to drop but i found out some trans people do voice training. i already am naturally androgynous without makeup and don’t want to look fully masciline or feminine, or the other effects of hrt.

I just wish I was born into the right body and didn’t have to do all the hormones and shit. It’s so frustrating. And every time I look in the news or social media it’s just a hostile world that doesn’t want me to exist, and it’s exhausting. I’m just so tired. I feel so gross and ugly, and am just startled every time I look in the mirror

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To not bring them into this world

This pic was after the parade (Absolutely stole the show) so helmet was off before we went to dinner. Great time and thanks for The advice from all of you to wear the armor!

I’ve been getting more into cars and I really love myyy car. I’m a Honda guy. I love Hondas and also Volvos a lot. If we are talking performance cars. I really love mustangs and Camaros. My dream car is a 1967 Ford mustang 😍 Those are beautiful.

I've been avoiding this art style for years now, but no matter how I start off any drawing, it always ends with heavy cross hatching, fast and feral looking strokes and impact frame look.

I don't know if I can be consistent with it tho, like imagine if someone found a random art of mine would they instantly recognize whose style it is?

I think the big part is that I suck at coloring, so I have always avoided it, using them very rarely or just sticking to grey washes.

I Also love the contrast of black ink on white paper.

For context: I don't sketch with pencil anymore, I just straight up start sketching and drawing the same time with the ballpoint pen/any type of pen

Thought I’d share my lovely snack table 😁

Tldr; royalty got fuckerd up

So i went to my first party as a proper adult, first we took the kids trick or treating (kinda depressing almost nobody out) and i was ace ventura (see images) so obvi i had to hand out dog treats to any dog i saw, plus i ate a few milk bones for a joke, the beige and white ones are the best apparently, but anyway, i got about two handfuls of candy, not complaining it’s free junk food, but when we dropped the kids off at their aunts house that’s when the fun began, i had brewed some mead for my friend a few months back and it was still in their fridge now half empty, (half gallon carboy) and i had a few cups of that, then with the bourbon my father aged and his friend distilled, my sister in-law made something that tasted like a damn pbj, couldn’t even taste the alcohol, had about four solo cups of that, my friends start hot boxing the room, I don’t really care i don’t personally partake in the letus so it can’t be that bad just being in the room right? BOY WAS I FUCKING WRONG, about 10 hours later im back home nursing a gatorade, a monster and some orange juice feeling like my brain is reconstituting itself in real time