Hello ladies and gentlemen and extraterrestrial beings!
(I'm sorry I just wrote that in a book I'm writing excuse me I'm insane)
First of all, as I know I didn't the other day, I want to say rest in peace Alan Rickman. It feels odd and not coincidental that two absolute legends have passed away this week, both from cancer, both aged 69. It feels wrong. It feels distant. I will truly miss both of them.
Anyway.
I've been thinking recently, and I want to try out packing. Not anything fancy, just a pair of socks (how classy). It's not that I feel like I'm missing anything down there, and I don't really experience bottom dysphoria except when I'm in my period. I'm just curious to see what it would look and feel like. I eventually might want to buy a packet when I get much older, but I'm not sure why. I guess I just feel disconnected from it, like it's weird to reach down and not feel a bulge. But I'm not like 'I absolutely need one'. I don't know.
So I'm just gonna try it out. We'll see how this goes.
Grey out. (oddly enough, agender)
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The Diary of a Struggling Genderfluid: 2
RandomIt's here for me to rant and you to learn again. A continuation of my previous journal, which just had too many chapters.