Maddysdebaucheryandeatery - The Kitchen Of Gridlock

Wish me luck on my interview today!

"Take the shot"

It’s not really about what you do to become trans.

It's about that quiet moment—somewhere between the silence and the sigh—when you stop fighting yourself. When you stop holding your breath and finally let her in. That girl who’s always been there, under the weight of pretending, performing, surviving. You don’t become her, not exactly.

You remember her.

She’s not new. She’s the echo in your laughter, the rhythm in the way you move when no one’s watching. She’s the softness in your voice before you ever dared to make it real. And when you finally look in the mirror and whisper, “I see you,” she smiles back like she’s been waiting your whole life to hear it.

It’s not about the clothes. Or the name. Or even the hormones.

It’s about permission.

It’s about finally saying, “I want to be me,” and not backing down from what that means. Even if your voice trembles. Even if the world doesn’t get it. Even if some days you’re just so damn tired.

And gods, when that moment comes—when you let her out and she stretches into the light—it’s everything.

You walk different. You laugh different. And suddenly the world feels possible.

And maybe, just maybe, there’s someone out there—some sweet girl with paint on her jeans and mischief in her smile—who’ll take your hand and say, “Hey. You’re kinda cute like this.” And your heart will stutter in your chest, and you’ll realize that being seen like this, loved like this… it’s not a fantasy. It’s your truth.

You were never becoming a different person.

You were just learning how to stop hiding the one you’ve always been.

sure, i'll drink the pink swirly potion that released a little heart shaped cloud when you uncorked it. what's the worst that could happen

I'd love to say that I disappear from tmblr because I'm getting kidnapped and railed, but tragically, neither of those things are happening, and I'm just bad at blogging.

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I wrote a real shitty song about microplastics being found in every sperm sample recently. It doesn’t have a name yet, suggestions would be sick as fuck

read it as fast as you can to a kinda old punk tune, i cant think of any examples rn, like 70-80 shit.

microplastics in my balls

micro plastics in my balls

i know that it’s from licking walls

all the plastic in my balls

micro plastic in her head

from last night all in my bed

going down

I heard she said

“Its ok, we’ll all be dead!”

microplastics in her womb

microplastics in her womb

cause we fucked her with a broom

there’s microplastics in her womb

microplastics fetal boo

microplastics fetal boo

you just got here

kid your screwed

sorry we did this to you

micro plastics in your brain

you tell them

say “your insane

why do you hold such disdain?

Theres no plastic in your brain”

micro plastics in your balls

cause you wanted to lick some walls

micro plastics in your womb

why’d you fuck her with a broom?

micro plastics in your mouth

from drinking from your only spout

microplastics in the air

we aint safe

Nope, nowhere

fucking plastic in the air!