I wish sh was normal so I could do it and nobody would question or care if they saw it
i won’t say anything weird anymore i prommy (different way of saying promise)
i am not usually one to repost my tweets and i dont know if tumblr is into chappell roan but i thought this needed sharing (ALSO since i originally drafted this post i went to sleep and woke up with this tweet having over 1000 likes)
can’t stop thinking about my friend’s cishet partner who said last night that he doesn’t think anyone is the same gender. god-tier take.
i miss cutting so much but I hate the effort of hiding it. im still hiding my old scars though so maybe it doesn’t make a difference?
wish I could cut on my arm . my friend had some babycuts on her wrist today, i know she cuts but it was weird to see them out. i wish I could talk to her about it and we could be cutting buddies.
i might cut tomorrow morning, my family won’t be home.
getting used to & comfortable with your own bare chest as a neutral & not inherently gendered thing over the course of an evening alone and then having to go out in public again the next day & feel weird about it again like prometheus and his liver except every day you're forced to regrow an awareness of society gendering anatomy
i need to get more masc so i can present feminine
New Millipede!!! Sphaerobelum turcosa is a newly discovers species of pill millipede that was recently discovered in the Loei province of Thailand. A team of researchers were doing field work in the Phu Pha Lom Forest when they discovered fourteen of these brightly colored millipedes. Due to their stunning coloration these pill millipedes were nicknamed “The Jewel of The Forest”.
Pill millipedes have convergently evolved a body structure similar to that of isopods (aka roly polies) and have comparatively shorter bodies than other species of millipedes, and like roly polies they will roll themselves into a ball when they feel threatened.
The bright turquoise color of Sphaerobelum turcosa helps warn predators that they are poisonous and not to eat them. This millipede also has tan markings on its exoskeleton that form a mask-like marking that helps to scare off potential predators.
old poem of mine
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I found another dead bird.
As I leaned down to touch its lifeless tail
(don’t worry, I washed my hands)
A man biked by, beer bottle in hand.
Riding past, he extended both arms
His wingspan swaying with the rhythm of pumping pedals.
My right arm has been itching
This might be a metaphor for self destruction.