Pokémon Sword/Shield Weather Control Dates:
5/1/20- Normal
3/1/20- Overcast
10/1/20- Rain
11/1/20- Thunder
12/1/20- Snow
7/1/20- Sun
2/1/20- Hail
4/1/20- Sandstorm
6/1/20- Fog
Fog is unavailable until after being Champion, Hail & Sandstorm are after 7(?) badges
this is not getting attention. they just buried it. ANOTHER trans woman is dead. four days ago. died in her cell. prisons which are inherently designed to shorten lifespans
I don't ever let go. I don't move on. I still think about the people I've loved, hurt or who have hurt me. The people who just never responded. Every person is somehow interlinked to my thoughts and attached to my heart. Whether it be a song we used to enjoy together, our favorite restaurant or a common phrase. People are meant to leave marks on our hearts. But we decide whether those marks are painful or symbolise beautiful memories.
Hello! Been a long time comin', but I'm open for commissions again! =D
>> APPLY: via the "C0MMISSl0NS" LINK IN MY BIO!
(Example art and FAQ is there, too!)
>> THE DEADLINE: 11pm TUESDAY, June 16th PDT
>> MY PRICES: On my price sheet here
I look forward to working with you!
Crazy sloppy brain-resetting sex is always fun, but man the older I get, the more I crave genuine intimate experiences with people 1 on 1
Don't get me wrong, I still love turnin up at parties
But something about being whisked away to indulge each other hits just right
BOOMER: “Nobody wants to work anymore.”
ME: “The warehouse down the road pays $18 an hour.”
BOOMER: “That’s good money.”
ME: “Average rent is $2,200.”
BOOMER: “Get roommates. Work overtime. Stop complaining.”
Funny how every “solution” demands workers lower their standards, kill their free time, and live like broke college students forever.
But nobody ever tells corporations to pay enough to survive.
I’m a trans woman. Not a “biological male who identifies as female.” That language isn’t neutral — it reduces my whole life to one political argument and makes it easier to frame me as a threat instead of a person. That isn’t objectivity. It’s stigma.
I didn't "cut my dick off".. a surgeon repurposed it
I didn't "remove healthy body parts".. I altered body parts that felt wrong and destroyed my quality of life
I didn't "get groomed to transition".. I fought extremely hard to live my life as my authentic self despite pushback
cuddling with anyone and feeling like they genuinely want me and I truly mean something to them beyond just being another body to them, or another option at that, would fix me.
have any of you ever been so horrifically mentally unwell that you constantly switch between wanting to tell nobody ab how bad it is and wanting to beg someone for literally any kind if help💀
One of these days I will get one of these guys to actually record video of them fucking me
I WANNA SEE HOW MUCH MY ASS BOUNCES WHEN I AM GETTING DICKED DOWN, OKAY??