stop making these stupid posts that are so obviously about me. i need time away from you but every time you say shit like that you’re just lengthening it and lengthening it. just stop. i’ll talk to you when i’m fucking ready.
going to see how long i can not post anything after this, i hate everything and everything just makes it worse i cant really talk to anyone no one really cares i could never explain it anyways they’ll kill me i don’t care they’ll kill me i don’t care they’ll kill me i don’t care
hey whatup guys, this is my first post. i’m kris/20/ny/pre-everything. just went to my first appointment at callen-lorde, the queer health clinic in manhattan, yesterday and it’s looking like i could have t way sooner than i thought, which is good shit :D
Hey everyone, I seem to have developed a small issue (though it doesn’t really bother me it’s just odd).
I want to say after wearing my binder I’ve been able to “pop” or crack my chest, much like you would with your knuckles or back. It’ll usually happen when I’m wearing my binder, or if I lean with my arms in for a long time, when I pull back and move my shoulders my sternum will pop and I’ll feel better.
I’m guessing it’s nothing serious but I just wanted to see if anyone else developed this after wearing their binder?
The top photo is the only picture I have of myself before I started transitioning. A few days ago I was having doubts about my transition, seeing my before and after picture erased any negative thought I had.
i don’t smoke it but i don’t give a shit what anyone else does with it. i’m not adverse to trying it myself either. the only thing i will never do is smoke a cigarette; both my grandfathers died from that shit.
“In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do.”—C.S. Lewis (via whenskiesaregrey)