Me When The Substances Are 3 Little Oranges And A Kiss From My Wife

happy trans day of visibility :^) here's a recent piece i did for a god of shifting identities bc that feels relevant

im currently unemployed (layoffs!!!), so feel free to throw a tip my way via ko-fi if you feel so inclined

chime priest ghoul

Peter Ferguson (Canadian, 1968) - Discipline (n.d.)

STIGMATA

Fright

ive been trying to find my/a/some god in here/you/there/me

Sister - 2019

Disco Elysium-esque self-portrait 🪩

i don't even know how i'm gonna make it to my bottom surgery, it's still not even scheduled we're completely fucking broke, we're stuck in the middle of the mountains where the only living tip we got was to start learning to use a firearm, we can't even get basics working cuz this house was wired by some weirdo christian volunteers and there's more holes in the walls and ceiling than i can count, i wanna keep going for it but im worried abt staying alive let alone getting to a major surgery.. im worried im gonna have to start accepting that this lifelong dream is gonna be lifelong however many pitiful years that ends up being

happy gorgeous transgender women friday