Go read through my posts if you want some more early days experiences.

See, this demonstrates the oppression inherent in the system, only people with economic freedom and the means to bring their own pencil to the ballot box are able to choose to eat ass or silica.

Awe… The songs are fake :(

If you want to see a parody of sex, just go, Google search “soaking” and “jump humping”. Purity culture ends up in some weird places.

Thanks, I’m in love with it. I want to get some nice aftermarket grips for it, but it’s not as popular a platform as some of the Glocks I.e. so pickings are slimmer

I believe the machine goes PING…

I’ve been doing this workout routine

Sorry about that. Self love comes from within too. Everybody’s road to self acceptance is different. I started mine about three years ago when I took way too many shrooms and had a mind blowing experience where I realized I hated my body, but didn’t really understand why, so I spent an unknown amount of time coming up with things I appreciate about my body, like my muscle memory when typing or other small things. It sent me on a long journey that led me to discover why I have had such a strong disconnect with myself.

I don’t necessarily suggest you do that yourself, as you can really Fuck up your psyche, and you don’t really get to choose what lesson you’ll learn or what kind of experience you’ll have.

Ideally an individual would be able to experience that guided by a mental health professional for safety and to keep you focused on something productive.

I hope you can find some things to appreciate about yourself, because the things you focus on are the things that will drive you or drag you, and we can be our own hardest critic.

Well, there are a few things that could be. Maybe you like to dress that way, maybe you like to express yourself more feminine but identify as a man, maybe you are a trans woman who is a lesbian.

I have a feeling that you have some soul searching to do either way, as those answers come from within.

Didn’t make me stop wanting to paint my nails and wear skirts, it just added an extra layer of internalized self loathing and an overall sense that I had no place in society and should just die