Sad Lonely Transfem You Are Everything Good In The Whole Wide World. Please Never Forget.

The past few days have not been great, so I can only manage a basic vector drawing right now. I don't have many experiences of trans joy, but I wanted to share where I'm at with the process.

To anyone else struggling, know that you aren't alone. Hang in there, we'll be free to be ourselves one day.

I wasn’t crazy about this piece so I wasn’t intending on publicly posting it again, but it keeps getting stolen every five minutes so I figured I’d put it here so people at least know who to attribute the original thing to lmao

[Digital illustration, Procreate App, 2020]

pink moon.

Does @narcissistcookbook have a fursona? And can my boyfriend draw us hanging out? 👉👈

I'm convinced this woman is possessed by the black mold growing in her house- she's going to be the first cordyceps zombie at this rate.

When I was eleven I could lay in the shape of a low-poly ragdolled NPC who had been flung against the wall and I was fine, but now if I so much as shift position a little in the night I wake up with a painfully fucked up shoulder or back

every time a trans girl infodumps me abt something they're passionate about i cant help but i fall in love a little bit

I say shit like "If my memory serves me" knowing damn well it serves the dark lord

the worst is wanting to create and create and create but being trapped in a body that is so so so so tired