My Friends Probably Wouldn't Believe This, But I Consider Posting Something In My Friend Group's Groupchat

I don't know why I feel like I have to be sleep-deprived and listening to loud music in order to be productive.

Is it wrong that when I first heard the Micheal Distortion from TMA being described, I just imagined Dylan Brady with big hands?

Just a reminder that Robots (2005) has two on-screen sexual reassignment surgeries which happen to two different characters.

I am a sucker for literal soul mates. Like people who share a body. I love that shit so much and I want more. I am accepting recommendations.

cw: voice dysphoria

Voice training is great and it has done wonders for me, but I cannot describe to you how much I want that sound that happens when cis women try to make their voice deeper but their range isn't low enough.

Singing in the baritone range feels nice enough for similar reasons to thus, but I would gladly give up that part of my range if I could just have a voice that makes me happy.

Mildly related: I was a tenor in choir back in high school, but it never felt high enough. I found myself getting jealous of countertenors and castratos, all because I couldn't recognize that I was experiencing gender dysphoria.

Get you a girl with too many arms. Get you a girl with an uncommon number of limbs. Get you a girl with uncommon limbs.

Masculine Titles I'm Okay With

Wizard

Career Boy

Femboy (rarely)

Dad (not Daddy)

Werelord

Introductions

Name: Esther (She/It)

Interests (in no particular order): Chemistry, TTRPGs, cool rocks, video games, making friends, ASL, arts and crafts, dedicated and improvised tools, caving, cosplay, space exploration, music, buying lots of books (and comics) without reading them, and lots of other things!

Ideal Aesthetics: Alchemical, academic, astrology girl, furry, elf princess, sci-fi, butch.

I wish I could fall asleep in bed as easily as when I'm trying to do homework on the couch.

Sometimes I wonder how I didn't realize I was trans until I was 21 years old and then I remember that my dad gaslit me into believing I was white until I was about 16 years old.