Help I Tried This And Lost A Finger

Finally something that clicks with me, ruffarf, in a doggirl way, not in a sexy way, not in an actually a dog way, but in a doggirl way.

i think the thing is, i worry that me making references to doglike behavior (wagging, barking, etc) will be seen as sexual by default. and its tricky because like yeah i am into pet play but i am also just a doggirl as a matter of personal identity. it gets weird and confusing though because i dont really identify with therianism as a concept (all love to my therians tho), i feel like i am a fully human woman, i am just a human woman who can be most accurately described as Being A Doggirl. its not a sex thing except for the times that it is. in conclusion i just wanna get to say wagwagwag and arfarf in conversation and have it not be weird!!!!! but alas i am forever cursed to think i am always making every person around me intensely uncomfortable :(

When you kill a healthcare ceo, it’s terrorism. When someone shoots your kid in elementary school, it’s thoughts and prayers for like a week and then they move on. It truly shows the fact that terrorism is whatever the american government wants it to mean.

@staff our identities aren’t nsfw and we will not stand for them to be treated as such

Trans girls will do anything except go to bed at a reasonable hour.

We’ll lie in bed staring at the ceiling, scrolling through old messages, overanalyzing every compliment we’ve ever received like they’re sacred texts. We’ll sit in front of the mirror at 2 AM, whispering sweet affirmations to our reflection, testing out new names under our breath just to see how they feel.

We’ll get lost in the glow of our screens, reading sapphic love stories, fantasizing about a world where we don’t have to explain ourselves—where a girl calls us hers without hesitation, without doubt. We’ll try on that one perfect outfit in the dead of night, twirling in the dim light of our room, feeling beautiful in a way we never let ourselves during the day.

We’ll stay up because sleep means letting go, and we’re not ready for that. Not when there’s still so much of ourselves to discover, to claim. Not when the night feels like the only time we can be unapologetically us.

Or maybe, just maybe, we’re staying up because we know she’s awake too. Somewhere out there, another restless trans girl is doing the same thing—scrolling, dreaming, waiting. And if we reach out, if we’re bold enough to send that late-night message, maybe we’ll both have a reason to sleep a little easier.

But not yet. Not tonight. There’s still too much to want, too much to feel.

And besides, who needs sleep when we could be whispering our deepest desires into the quiet of the night, where no one but the stars can hear?

reblog to remind prev they're not a bother and their presence is wanted <3

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it’s safe to say i think about this video at least four times a day, i can quote almost the whole thing from memory