I suspect you and I have different appreciations of reality and I'd prefer to avoid further conversation.
Oh look. Unpaid internships.
Exploding the trolley both metaphorically and literally hurts everyone as the momentum from the vehicle would still land flaming debris among the people tied to its track, half hazardously risking hurting them all.
It was so ungodly long
Ladies: man or robot at night in the woods?
I think you'll find we don't dislike this one bit. 😆
No, you don't recover from that. I've learned to accept it and grow beyond it, but you don't recover. Still get night rages. Scream and kick myself awake sometimes. It's better though
I was stuffed away in one of these. Just a ton more religious. The hell was just as depicted in the documentary.
I suggest watching it with a Mike's hard lemonade, specifically.
Hi again!
Hey everyone!
I’ve been taking a lot of selfies lately, and I’m trying to be mindful about how often I post. Recently, I’ve added eyeliner, eyeshadow, and lipstick to my makeup routine, and I’m excited to share that I’ll be hitting one year on HRT in early October with a few updates!
Since the beginning of my hormone journey, I’ve taken over 800 photos to document my progress. I decided to start an Instagram account for anyone interested in following along and showing support: Instagram . You can also find a link to my full Google Photos timeline there: Google photos timeline .
Your support means the world to me, and I’d love to share updates more often. If this post isn’t appropriate for the community, please let me know, and I’ll make adjustments. Also, if anyone knows of communities focused on timelines or LGBT selfies, I’d appreciate any recommendations.
Thank you so much for your support! 💖🏳️⚧️😁
Edit: forgot to actually put in links 😅
Progress collage with a new favorite shot
Hey ghosts in my machine! I promise not to spam post but I made a body progress college I wanted to share with you all. It's from the day I finally decided I was tired of how I was presenting and needed a change from around 8 years ago. It took my first weight loss transition to reach my goal and realize I still hated my mirror to finally be absolutely certain I was trans. It took another 7 years after that to know I couldn't just let it go.
It's been a worn tooth and nail journey, and I'm not where I want yet, but when I see myself now, I finally see me. I hope the same for you.