Hey I wanna do an experiment. Trans people reblog this and in the tags tell me how old you were when your egg cracked + your gender + your favorite band atm. I was around 7 or 8 when my egg cracked, I'm a trans man, and my favorite band is Skinny Puppy.
Unfriendly reminder that while you're busy mourning the loss of your childs old gender, claiming you need to mourn the death of your son/daughter, there's a group of boys/girls/enbies scrambling to take your kid clothes shopping, snatching up the chance to take those "first" experiences from you forever. Your sons first fishing trip is gonna be with his best bros, your daughters first makeover is going to be with her girl friends, your kids first camping trip out as themselves is gonna be with the besties. Good luck getting those bonding experiences back. While you're busy trying to guilt-trip your kid with your weird manufactured parental trauma, there's a whole community ready to take your place as the better family.
Your loss, someone elses gain.
i feel like we should adopt the pokémon tradition of naming animal species by what noise they make. like ‘moo’ is a much better name for a cow. a hummingbird? my friend, that is a fwipfwipfwip.
papa's top surgeria
If I ask nicely who will rb this telling me what is the last song u listened to 🥺
seeing trans ppl in public is literally life giving. wish there was a normal way to express to other trans people in public that we’re family and that i love them
I really like your blog and think you're pretty cool. I’m sorry you choose to post pictures at your current weight though
leave me alone. why are you such an asshole to me? What the fuck did I do?