I am a pre-op transman, on testosterone, my desired name is on all of my legal papers.
I workout when I am able.
I am teaching myself Korean, and brushing up on German, Italian, Spanish, and maybe Latin.
I dabble in the Arts, and haven't read much lately except for smutty fanfiction...
I prefer masculine pronouns, custom pronouns (xy,xym,xys,xymself) and the names Myke, Mische, and Michelangelo.
My body parts are about as much your business as what I do in the bedroom.
I don't bother trying to label my orientation because I don't see the point.
I dislike nosy people, but I'm nosy.
Edit: I have developed a threshold for the curious, and pretend they don't exist after they've crossed it.
I dislike favoritism.
Edit: because I feel guilty when pampered, shitty when someone expects too much, and shitty when someone else feels bad for being looked over.
I dislike my dad's lack of fashion...
Edit: his sense of fashion is as hectic and colorful as he.
I always like people right off the bat, until they say something absofugginlutely stupid.
I can be the sweetest, most protective person you'll meet... Or the a*****e who warns the protected of your plans.
My blog is 18+. View at your own risk.
Does it matter?
Random bits of happy and not-so happy.