listening to rainbow connection on loop in an attempt to lower my blood pressure.

I don’t enjoy airports

Crying in Glasgow airport

Sponsored by a really mid egg sandwich and 6 of the best months of my life. To love is to leave parts of yourself behind I think

da mets bay-beeeeee

I'm just thinking this Pride about all the trans and queer Palestinians who will never grow up because of genocide.

Fuck Zionism. No Zionists at Pride.

Happy Pride Month 2025 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️
Be gay do crow stuff

#pridemonth #pridecrows

Wait till you hear about this thing called a drill. It’s wild

There’s an obvious solution here. Become Australian.

I NEED TO STOP READING NEWS ALERTS

Mmmmm mint flavored goo

Anti-Trans National Risk Assessment Map: March Edition At the two-month mark of Donald Trump's presidency, the risk for transgender people has deteriorated nationwide. The United States now carries a "Do Not Travel" rating for transgender people.

1. The 1Q 2025 Anti-Trans Risk Assessment Map is complete, and there are big changes.

I have issued a "Do Not Travel" for transgender foreign citizens.

Risk has deteriorated broadly across the US.

Transgender youth see changes in previously safe states.

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I (and Loratadine) won.

The trees, grasses, and misc. plants of Scotland are trying to kill me.

I’m so full of goop (seasonal allergy mucus)

I could be thinking “what a nice photo of my friend.”

Im still thinking that, but with slightly more concern

like ya know. On the sidewalk in the sun

I'm a proud mother. Whether I'm walking my son to school or reading him a bedtime story, I do everything to make sure he grows up loved and cared for.

And for the sponsor of the drag ban to say that my existence is a fetish is false & cruel.

I'm glad we were able to defeat this hateful bill today.

Me: it’s been a rough day, I should do some self care and have a quiet night

Also me: currently watching the senate floor livestream waiting for the SB 9 vote

ooh noted

I think I need a sunlamp.

Or to not be mentally ill.

Both? Probably.

there’s gotta be a market for smut for people who’ve read too much theory. Maybe I’m the entire market but hey I deserve nice things too.

or maybe I’m just looking for trans erotic poetry describing a variety of mosses, lichens, and ferns.

me? Touch starved and vaguely out of touch with my own reality but like not in a fun way?

It’s more likely than you think.

Have I the bravery to shitpost?
Perhaps…
But can I endure the psychic damage of being less funny than everyone who follows me?
Absolutely not.

you could eat the napkins? I hear they’re plenty nutritious

sometimes you go see live music
and something humanity something room of strangers
something mild religious experience
but like in the sensory way
you get it