PtarmiganMan

My name is Autumn, I have not been allowed to be myself for most of my life. I have had a hard time reckonizing myself in the mirror and I still do sometimes. I have a hard time seeing myself as the person as i really am, still. But I'm finally coming into myself, becoming someone happy, who can feel... I cry so much now I'm finally allowed to feel. Everything has been pain my entire life, and while I don't succeed, and my life becomes less and less stable, I can finally exist with out gender dysphoria depersonalization and derealization warping my ability to see myself and be myself feel like myself and even see through my own eyes. I can exist as myself finally, maybe one day love myself, respect myself and hold myself in esteem.... I still see a monster in the mirror... But sometimes I see a girl.

Okay, so you may have noticed, my art style is kind of changing which is true. Basically, well... I'm changing my technique and learning to draw from scratch, taking an art fundamentals course in college, and enjoying the hell outta my transition. Another thing you may have noticed is my upload frequency has stopped, well, this is because... I'm not working towards created a finished piece every day haha, which was a huge goal for me, I basically spent alot of years trying to do at least one finished piece a day and I didn't really succeed but I learned a lot and I gained alot of artistic confidence. I pushed myself into making art I was not ready to make and sometimes things got wonky surreal, experimental. It was the only thing keeping me going. But now I'd prefer to try things a little more traditional, because what I realized is I will never stop being experimental, ever even if I take a more traditional approach. I'm still going to be weird creative and my own person, even with help because I'm damn stubborn and I don't care at all about "the right way" to do anything. I do things my way and if you can help bless ya, I gave up being a self teaching Munk purist. Hope you enjoyed that 23 Year long experiment in not letting ANYBODY tell me what the fuck to do.

Bum crease or Butt crack? which one do you prefer?

which is phonetically superior, funnier? Imagine them both said by a young attractive woman, and a hairy balding 40 year old man respectively. Which would you rather have your mother use in the sentence "pull that bathing suit out of your..." X:"Crease"? or Y:"Crack"?

If your uncle had a shrimp fall into his "X" or his "Y" Which words would you prefer to use in explaining to your local youth pastor why you were digging around in side of his A:"Swiming trunks" or B:"Bathing shorts"?

These are important questions that i don't think you've asked yourself before.

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You’re my baby, come close I need to hold you my little gremlin, my green little goblin baby boy. *Smooch* you’re my green little guy *smooch*

^ Me kissing the balding foreheads of every middle aged man at the local deli