i made my band listen to Nine Inch Nails’ Broken EP while using an MS Paint OS X counterpart to make our tape art

thinking about a 13 year old dog, dying, being 13 years old, collectivizing healing, hurt, responsibilities, i want to talk about being 13 years old without worrying about the quality of my writing, like I always thought that I was truly unaware of any inkling of (trans)femininity/womanhood long before coming out, but maybe my obsessions with occult and alchemical androgyny, and the sexuality of Throbbing Gristle, and Marilyn Manson’s Dope Show video were parts of something I didn’t understand, when I was 13 I was a biological determinist and denied that my friend was bisexual only a couple of months before coming out as bisexual myself, I was the only ‘out’ queer kid at my elementary school, I lied about having a sexual experience with a boy in my summer theatre camp to validate my bisexuality, I am not often concerned with remembering or reclaiming my past, I think I don’t want my past (and I’m worried, because, like “no future”), l feel like I’ve lost control of my blog, I’m not sure what I can do about how I feel today, I’m not sure what I can do about collectivizing healing today, or other things.

thinking about a 13 year old dog, dying, being 13 years old, collectivizing healing, hurt, responsibilities, i want to talk about being 13 years old without worrying about the quality of my writing, like I always thought that I was truly unaware of any inkling of (trans)femininity/womanhood long before coming out, but maybe my obsessions with occult and alchemical androgyny, and the sexuality of Throbbing Gristle, and Marilyn Manson’s Dope Show video were parts of something I didn’t understand, when I was 13 I was a biological determinist and denied that my friend was bisexual only a couple of months before coming out as bisexual myself, I was the only ‘out’ queer kid at my elementary school, I lied about having a sexual experience with a boy in my summer theatre camp to validate my bisexuality, I am not often concerned with remembering or reclaiming my past, I think I don’t want my past (and I’m worried, because, like “no future”), l feel like I’ve lost control of my blog, I’m not sure what I can do about how I feel today, I’m not sure what I can do about collectivizing healing today, or other things.

Today’s look is obviously I have not washed my hands in a couple days!

Today’s look is tomboyish wood nymph who does Not know how to manage her time wisely!