Second order of creamed honey from Ioway Bee Farm finally arrived and while the almond creamed honey was a little underwhelming the blueberry one was almost *too* decadent. Like mortals were not made for something that tastes this good. This honey could corrupt a man from the first spoonful. It helps me to avoid eating half the jar in one go, though.
Btw that rule about not trusting how you feel after 4pm in the winter or 9pm in the summer (really we should just say after the sun goes down but whatever) is only about negative feelings. if you are chilling with your best friend drinking hot chocolate and have never felt more loved and safe, that is 100% true and you can and should trust
Transfem horror protagonist who realizes she's a woman because she's the Final Girl
[Image ID. A three panel digital comic.
Panel 1. Shows five teens in a wooden cabin with boarded up windows. One o them sits with their head in their hands, thinking "Oh no, nerdy guys don't survive slasher films! I'm fucked!"
Panel 2. Later, a masked killer sits over one of the teen's body with a knife. behind them, the door is kicked open with a bang, revealing a silhouette . "Hey asshole!"
Panel 3. The nerdy teen from panel one. She is now wearing a skirt, a rainbow bracelet, pink cat years, and a blood splatter. Holding up a baseball bat, she says, "I've realized some things." End ID.]
modern heroine for the modern era, final T-girl



























