I Know It's Not Even Pride, But Like How Can You NOT?!? It's A Little Pride Crow!

I know it's not even pride, but like how can you NOT?!? It's a little pride crow!

Happy Pride Month!

Faust the Crow loves you even more than she did the last 2 years!

Demiboy ramblings

It's a weird thing to be born as a guy, then discover you're like not all that much of a guy. I find it there are days where I wanna be so androgynous, other days I wanna be fem and wear skirts and shit. But like still most days I'll be just a boy. The thing is I kinda went on a rampage last week where I'd wear fem outfits whenever I could, cause I was in full on "honeymoon phase" if you will. I was so happy to discover this new part of me that I just leaned on it. But that's the thing, I do have days where I'm more "boy." And I think I realized that that's ok. That doesn't make me less of a demiboy for having days where I wanna just put on a shirt and jeans. Where I don't wanna deal with my hair or paint my nails. Like, most days I'll be ok with wichever, but it's kinda important to just.. listen to yourself. You know what you want in the end, you know what you like. And even if it switches a bit from day to day, it doesn't make you less queer for it. ... Idk, just be you! That's all I had to say.

btw the biggest lie you will ever be told about being trans is that transitioning will make you ugly. that could not be further from the truth: i never got compliments on my appearance ever, but after i transitioned, began dressing like myself, wore my hair the way i wanted to, and especially started T, i have gotten more compliments than i ever have before in my life. people can tell when you look like yourself, like who you're meant to be. it's beautiful, attractive, and sexy. transition will not make you "ugly". it will make you yourself, and that's inherently beautiful

So, I'm a boy.. kinda.

I used to not think much about it. I'm a boy.

I was born a boy, I grew up a boy, so I've been a boy. But.. there are days where I don't.. boy. I boy most days and when I'm tired, I default to boy. And I don't mind being a boy, I'm fine with it. But there are days I don't wanna boy. I wanna.. be me. Not boy me, just.

Just me. I like my days when I put on jeans and an unassuming t-shirt, add on a cool jacket and just go about my day. But now that I've had more freedom to explore things.. I find myself wanting to just not boy sometimes. Sometimes, I wanna paint my nails or try on make-up. Why not? Thinking back, I've always wanted to try different clothes, jackets on the women section of the mall or shirts with cute colorful styles. I wanna try on dresses, see how they make me feel. I wanna try on different shoes and try different crop tops.. I wanna let my hair grow long, 'till I can maybe put it up in a messy bun from time to time. So yeah, I'm a boy. Except when I'm just... not.

Weird gender joy thing: I used scented body wash for the first time today and I literally was so happy. I didn't realize something so small could make me so happy, cause it smelled of wild berry and it made me feel so giddy I smelled like something more "fruity."