Got a bunch of new music tonight. Parachute, Ben Howard, and Passenger mainly with a. Little bit of Jack’s Mannequin. Can’t wait to give it all a listen! I’ve been a fan of Parachute for a long time, but Passenger is new to my library.

I honestly don’t know what to say when my friends start talking smack against themselves. If anything it pisses me off because they know I love them and I do and I can’t help them not hate themselves, but at the same time the more I tell them how great they are the more they tell me they suck and it annoys me to no end. What do I say? At this point I feel like some of them are just talking down on themselves because they know a bunch of people will jump to their aid to insist it’s not true. It’s frustrating. I know how it feels to hate yourself… But at the same time it baffles me how people so openly parade how much they supposedly hate themselves? I don’t know… Maybe I was just an exception in the sense that I acted like I was perfect to hide that I thought I was the lowest scum of the earth. Honestly, I mostly just think I’m overthinking this or being a judge Jason to assume some of my friends are using their low esteem to get attention and compliments. I just wish I could tell them how wonderful they are and not be met with “No I’m not I’m trash.” Every gosh darn time.

So yeah right now I’m irritated and listed off but also just wanting to love on these people who keep bullying themselves.

Just had a really informative and kind blog explain why trans* has developed into a negative term! Thanks so much to them, and now I’ll just use trans instead of trans*. OuO

Okay, just ordered some new manga. Decided to buy Mayo Chiki volumes 1-5, Soul Eater 7 & 8, Yu-Gi-Oh 4-7, and Bakuman 1 & 2. The wait begins…

Got interviewed for a social justice article for the school paper this morning. I go to a conservative Christian school, so let’s see how many rich white kids my opinions will piss off.

I still have a hard time pinpointing my gender because societal norms muddle up my feelings. For example, I always prefer male pronouns. Always. However, sometimes I like to present female and wear makeup, but still would like to be called male. Society doesn’t let men wear makeup or wear female clothing, so then I have to figure out if I’m just weird or actually bigender or maybe genderfluid or perhaps just a crossdresser but my biological sex does not match male, and so that makes a slew of problems, such as not being able to present female because if I do people will assume I’m not trans* anymore and it was just a phase. Thanks to societal norms and people in general, I have to box myself up in a certain appearance and demeanor to earn recognition of the gender that I am, and even then I am misgendered much too often. When I want to step outside those bonds, I’m no longer able to be called the gender I identify as, and that’s never fun, and so on…

Lost a follower after I posted the plush rump.

My booty game too strong.

I ain’t posting the booty but fuzzy can vouch for me and verify that I do, in fact, have the plushest rump.

Whenever I feel down in the dumps, I go talk with AshMan….. He’s been through a lot.

When I grow up, I want to be Danny Sexbang.

If you have not yet heard Beautiful Times by Owl City, you are required by law to go listen to it right now and report back to me ASAP. I don’t make the rules, I just try to be a law abiding citizen.