June 🏳️‍⚧️

@chiaroxoscuro.bsky.social

38 she/they/it 🏳️‍⚧️ Huge nerd. 🔞 MDNI.

You see her pretty little face light up as you enter the restaurant and force a smile back, ignoring the sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. She bounds up excitedly and you pull her in for a hug, all warmth and floral scent; this one wanted a mommy and its been you for two weeks now.

I love the way being trans colors so much of my life. The introspection it grants me, the aspirations it fosters in me, the community it affords me. I've never been so alive as I've been since I realized. I have the chance to chose my own fate, my own identity, and that is beautiful.

But see, amid the mimic rout, A crawling shape intrude. A blood-red thing that writhes from out The scenic solitude! It writhes!—it writhes!—with mortal pangs The mimes become it's food, And seraphs sob at vermin fangs In human gore imbude.