23, it/its, Birdsboro, Pennsylvania, United States
ace, androg, aro, enby, therian, ???
Honestly can't envision it as an easy process. Probably a lot of growing pains and a really weird in-between stage for a good while. Shifting bone structure around cant be a comfortable time. Would be worth it though!
would give almost anything for some dragon hrt
All units are being swarmed by The Sick in a last desparate attempt to hold on. Attack focus has shifted from sinuses to throat. The war rages on.
I can't be sure, but I can be certain. The void beckons and my ankles are stuck in the shore.
The Sick Retreats.
And a Dragon in the bed. Passing out curled up around a hoard of plushies.
The sick has taken the joints. Backup needed. Ibuprofen continues to be ineffective.
It's not nice! let a tired sick dragon have its rest then be able to wake up and do things! I feel like my eyelids are made of lead
theyre all part of the hoard now.
Overdid it on the move, the body is making me pay for the sin of helping a friend carry heavy boxes. Ibuprofen ineffective. Send reinforcements.
Woke up and want to yawn. Big big yawn. Snake unhinging its jaw type yawn. Open the abyss of teeth and wet and let out the sleepiest noise ever conceived.
Really do wish i could just hide my face and body away forever. Would be nice to have a barrier between myself and the world, everything is just too much raw.
what about Smaller than Life people? the meekest most genuine figure your heart has ever wept for.
woke up and its like november or something?? ugh the unflinching advancement of time blows.
the eternal pull of a comfy hug
I get to customize my cane. Whole new thing I get to have and make my own. Feels nice, maybe I should accessorize more.
Finally getting all those Problems sorted out. Turns out I sleep Wrong, think Wrong, and ambulate Wrong. Diagnosed with Problems Disease. Still here and still kickin' though <3
Exhausted trans whateverthefuck is alive and sorta well.
literal fantasy land made up health potion that i imbibe daily
It's really funny how bad my joints get sometimes. I thought I was gonna be able to finally have some fun this week and then I went for one (1) jog to try and keep healthy and my body Didn't Like That.
I love meeting people and making friends so so much but its utterly terrifying to do so and when I stop to think about it for 0.3 seconds I worry about so many different things and then freeze at the thought of it. Wish I could just send my vibes over and communicate like that.
never underestimate the raw power of a small sleep in the midday. wake up feeling like the comfiest little thing in the universe.
Feelin good. Itching to get back to being the fucked up creature I am :>
The warm(ish) weather has been blissful as of late. Toy finally gets to dress cute and show it. Unfortunately it forgot it's choker and is really fucking sad cause that completes the outfit. Oh well!
Pretending to be a person all day around people is exhausting. Dreading it. Need at least one more long rest. Maybe multiple.
Whispering out into the world that I'm Here in the most strained voice imaginable.