“trans*” tag
Brief poorly written descriptions of mainstream? transwomen in porn based on tumber “trans*” tag
Tritone
A poor interval, scraping tension cross water
Transgender is surface tension. Constant erosion of
Major chords. Tension no resolution, Unless to a minor.
No major resolution. Too bland to feel a damn thing,
Watery bread after such an uncomfortable
Relationship?
Hammock?
Bridge over dry water?
Maybe it’s in the wrong mode? Lydian or locrian
Depends how far the dissonance
Odd rhythms and intervals break down
The earth you stand to fall into
The deaf sea. Trickling streams from scarred earth
Breaking earth and letting
Tears fall into tears.
Digestion
Sink down, get swallowed
Can’t teach old dogs
Can’t teach pet rocks
But old rocks learn
They sink into the swamp
That no one threw them in
No matter how fast
You digest what happens
The world digests you
Born in life’s body
Either the acid
Or apoptosis gets the germ colony
Sleeping
On platforms raised
Off the ground and in
Covered doorways
Concentration camps
Some things sink
React slower than
Those that are many
The lucky few
Cannibalize
The culture and
We throw the petri dish
In the H2SO4 so
It’ll sink and gravity will
Do what it’s always done
Yellow 5
First draft inspired by Lemonheads (copyrighted) helping me be less pissed off during wrestling season and losing weight. (might make a post about the conflicts I have over that soon)
Technology frostbite
watch us break off the trees
You won’t feel it. too numb
Find the line between
Chemical happiness and tranquilized bears
Fears are like bears with different pen strokes
fears bears
Fears bears
fears Bears
But who’s afraid?
Not I. I got Yellow 5.
Sits in a list, doing nothing.
Changes wavelengths and changes the brain.
Yellow excites the brain.
Causes asthma problems. and childhood behavior
disorders. But I don’t care.
The sugar; its bright color
hold me to another day.
If I hurt myself with sugar
and tartrazine, it is better
than my other impulses.
But yes I get distracted, maybe it is Red 4,
and technology freezes us like cryogenics,
giving us time to get better. I don’t have
any Yellow 5, or sugar now. I don’t have technology.
My bears are rampaging. Mom’s fear nearly kills
her technology. The cold keeps the bears
hibernating. She can’t see anything beyond
the sleeping bears and wants to wake them.
Early spring kills more than early frost.
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[Image: A picture of a young child with long black hair in pig tails wearing an awesome Megazord(?) costume composed of several mechanical fighting robots combined to make a suit of armor. The text reads: “Sure, I’ll wear a Tiara. What weapons does it have?”]
does “looking pretty” set my foes on fire?
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[Image: A picture of a young child with long black hair in pig tails wearing an awesome Megazord(?) costume composed of several mechanical fighting robots combined to make a suit of armor. The text reads: “Sure, I’ll wear a Tiara. What weapons does it have?”]
does “looking pretty” set my foes on fire?
badass and wonderful pic
urgh
accomplishments this year
- prevent mother’s anxiety attack from resulting in suicide
not accomplished this year
- making it so mother doesn’t want to commit suicide
fuck
If medically transitioning has taught me anything, it’s taught me that dysphoria is incurable, for the most part. The way that it affects everyone differs from person to person, but I’ve found that there are also a lot of commonalities. The main one being that medical transitioning does not get…
something i’m struggling with right now
