Ftm - Blog Posts
Sometimes you just gotta draw a self portrait.
I don’t want to be an act of revolution
Or a sceptical
Or a learning opportunity.
I want to be a boy.
And I want to live.
The girl he was.
People still see her.
But the face they smile at belongs to someone new. They ask how she's been and he’ll lie. Because she’s just a kid who doesn’t occupy a body anymore.
The eyes that crinkle in an awkward smile belong to a sweet boy who’s heart breaks when you mention her name.
It’s a name he still responds to.
He always will, because he can’t ignore the girl he was.
My body is lying.
I've never felt that my body isn't my own - physically. It is mine.
I've grown it, I've used it, and I've loved it. But never the way it's intended.
I am tall. I am thin. I am male.
None of these things are true. Yet, every body I occupy outside of my own are all of those things.
Except my flesh lies.
I am short, chubby and my body is my mothers. And every woman before me.
But my mind is my fathers, and his fathers before him.
There are few words to describe being in the wrong body, but the best way I can find is just to call it mine.
bet !!
support trans people.
Idk who needs to hear this lmao but tiddies or no tiddies you're still a cool dude imo, maybe give ur lungs a break for like a tiny bit ?
Y’all you need dysphoria to be trans lmao
quick question where do y’all get your kinesiology tape from? For kinesiology purposes, not anything nefarious like chest binding. ;^)
”just a gay man trapped inside a woman’s body” you don’t know the half of it sister
when will a beautiful brown eyed bisexual boy fall in love with me???? When’s my turn???
if you flirt with me you can see me panic like a prey animal whose fight or flight instinct is to freeze btw. if you even care
nothing grips a closeted tboy like a wlw song where love is not reciprocated because 'i'm not a boy'
i think getting my nose broken would be a religious experience
yearning for friendships with fellow freaky trans guys while having the social skills of a piece of lint is actually very hard. someone should pat me on the back and give me a juice box for it
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thought my wallpaper was kinda neat so i'm putting it here :]
I guess this is a thing now...
Hey, there. This is mainly a blog I made to talk more openly about my queerness and hopefully interact with (possibly even befriend *looks at you with big eyes*) more trans/queer people. It's what it says on the label— this is my little corner :]
↳ Tank/Axe
↳ He/him + They/them
↳ closeted and untransitioned *sigh*
↳ adult (<25)
↳ this blog will contain nsfw content, you have been warned
↳ asks and dms are open!
↳ always open to make friends <33
↳ that being said, I do not owe anyone a response. if you're a creep/make me uncomfy, i won't hesitate to block
— rusted axe ▪︎☆ <- vent tag for the sake of blocking
If any of my posts blow up please let it be this one:
Australia is currently petitioning to make it that all gender confirming surgeries for transgender individuals are covered by Medicare. This is absolutely huge as surgeries are super expensive even with private health insurance.
It doesn't ask for an address or phone number or anything so I think anyone in the world can sign for it? But I'm not entirely sure.
EDIT: yeah you gotta be a citizen, so if you're outside the country, if you could reblog this to reach more Australians, this would be amazing!
Here's the petition link:
Petition information:
Please reblog this and spread it as far and wide as you can, this is super important!
it’s always you’re so masculine, you act like a guy, you’re just your father and then everyone is shocked when you transition.
Quick doodle of Eli ^^
Was picking up my HRT the other day and I had to wait for them to fix a clerical error of sorts with my name change. I usually have to wait when getting my HRT because my insurance hates me. But it's always stressful to know the pharmacy workers know very explicitly that I am transgender. But as I was leaving the pharmacy tech ringing me up said, "I know it doesn't mean much but I'm proud of you for being you." Being honest I almost cried walking back to my car. It's just good to know there are good people everywhere. Not everyone hates me for existing, it's good.
Johnny's(Lizzie's) moodboard
(Lizzie was his nickname when he was a girl)
Brithday:20.12.2004.♐
Love when I say “No, you can’t touch my packer through my clothes. That’s like touch my junk cause it is, please don’t.” And the people I’m rooming with going “Just let her.”, “She’ll never get to again.” And “It’s not like that.” Then I say, “you wouldn’t do it to a cis guy why do it to my?” “ITS NOT THE SAME.”
Yes.... yes it is....
I hate when people are like
“But you were such a pretty girl” “but you don’t look like a guy” “you don’t seem to pass very well, maybe you should just stay a girl” “are you sure it isn’t a phase” “what’s the point of being gay when it would be easier to just stay a girl” “you’re just trend hoping right”
Like tf!?! Let me live my life boo boo. Doesn’t change how me, myself and I feel about it because our don’t like it... ignorance at its finest ladies and gentlemen
“i’m not a dog” I say getting on my knees to beg for your attention
“don’t treat me like i’m your dumb dog” I say as you coo at me and play with my hair after a long day