This Is Exactly What It Looks Like🫠

Introduction post

Dear Reader,

Welcome to this blog, if you enjoy your time here, there is something fundamentally wrong with you. Let's be friends.

My name is Reid, I am 20 years old and I am genderfluid. I am a white, agnostic, pan-romantic on the ace spectrum INFJ-T. I will make sure that, if any, there will only be sfw interactions on this blog and I DNI with the following user types: homophobes, transphobes, racists, pedophiles, SWERFs, TERFs, Zionists, anti-Palestine supporters, anti-Ukraine supporters, Pro-Trump supporters, Pro-Putin supporters, minors.

The general posts that will come up on this blog will be whatever is in my head that I want to let out, most likely about my likes and hobbies, reposts of things I relate to and support, and that is all that it will be for now. I do write fiction, for myself, that I would like to post someday, but until then, I will just let the stories marinate in it's sad gayness.

I like reading, specifically fantasy and action, queer media especially. I actually started this blog because I read Solitaire by Alice Oseman. When I'm not reading, I'm crocheting and listening to music, my taste generally changes but I am a Swiftie at heart. My theme song is a tie between Dear Reader by Taylor Swift and Disenchanted by My Chemical Romance. This is most likely the type of riveting posts you might see in the future if you would like to be mutuals :)

I have stated it before, but I want to make a clear note here that this blog is meant to be for myself, and have a place to be when I don't want to be "me-offline". This is going to be somewhat of my safespace, it just happens that I thought it would be a fun little life choice to increase my carbon footprint and put my thoughts on the internet. The thoughts that will not be responding to any hate, and that support the ceasefire and freedom of Palestine.

Thank you for reading this post, and getting to know me a little, it would be nice to know other like-minded people on here, so you're welcome to DM me any time. Enjoy the rest of your time on Earth, goodbye.

From, Reid ✷

Edit: Lately I've written a lot about my home life, but I want to write about the happy things more than the bad things now.

so im a writer. im only ever going to write listening to boygenius at four a.m.

me now making silly headcanon that when a trans kid is trying to cover up what their wearing from their maybe strict transphobic family:

transmasckid: *covering up some of exposure of their binder with their shirt collar*

mom and dad: what are you doing? what is that-

kid: *panicking* I'M SPIDERMAN

m&d: ....

kid: ....

m&d: ..... spiderman better go do the dishes to live here and not end up a homeless superhero then.

transfemkid: *comes home after a night out with friends*

m&d: are you going to tell us where you were all night?

kid: *covering themselves up in a trench coat and sunglasses* uh, with friends.

m&d: what did you- wait what are you wearing?

kid: I'M- SPIDERMAN.

m&d: ...

kid: ....

m&d: well Spiderman, we're going to have a discussion tomorrow about your swinging route on the way home tonight. go to bed.

me covering up my neck area the second any "skin" is exposed, I'm hiding my binder from my family:

Me, making the anxiety of hiding this from them for now until I'm ready to show even my mom to let her know what's up, internally: I AM SPIDERMAN

i am in love. this love is a home that is always empty.

if your friend asks you to misgender them in front of their family, do it. if your friend asks you to refer to their partner as their roommate or friend, do it. if they ask you to deadname them, do it. allyship is about prioritizing the saftey of marginalized people, especially when it comes before your desire to fight their oppressors.

As someone who's grown up biting their nails aggressively out of anxiety and is now trying to grow them out I just want to say HOLY FUCK HAVING NAILS IS FUCKING RAD I CAN SCRATCH MY ITCHY ASS LEGS NOW

I just hugged my dad for the first time in my binder. I can't explain this wave of emotion that has just hit me. It's a side hug but it's the closest I've felt to my dad in years. I'm so fucking happy I want to just cry and let it out but I need to fucking breathe lmao.

I love how Michael saw a depressed person like himself and immediately thought "yeah, this is it" and went for it

probably the best advice I've ever got was from my grandpa when I moved from my town and started a university, he told me to leave the house everytime when I start to feel down, just to go to the park, a supermarket, a bookstore, to even drive in a bus or tram, just be around other people because staying at home all the time kills you; and you know he was right

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