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.
titty obsessed butches appreciation post because what else is new. butches who can’t help but stare at my cleavage even when it’s inappropriate. butches who will do whatever I say as long as I flash them. butches who get wet from sucking titties alone. butches who love showering me in expensive lingerie and keep polaroids of my tits in their wallet. butches who love missionary so they can watch the way they move.
I swear I act identically to the people around me, so why does it feel so uncomfortable?
I wish I could fall asleep in bed as easily as when I'm trying to do homework on the couch.
Inspired by this tumblr post. based on this twitter post
Ollie's doing her best. (bonus after the jump)
I don't know why I feel like I have to be sleep-deprived and listening to loud music in order to be productive.
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.
My friends probably wouldn't believe this, but I consider posting something in my friend group's groupchat 20 to 30 times before actually posting it unprompted. I'm not sure if this is normal or anxiety.
Looking to rebrand my account a little. Might start posting my thoughts a bit
Realized in the middle of the theater that I want to be a sexy symbiote woman. Get that purple lightning goop inside of me ASAP.