hey i’m emile! i’m a dfab agender person living in portland, oregon. i have pretty severe depression and social anxiety, but i am trying to overcome them! so if i spontaneously send you an ask saying “you’re cute” or something, then yeah, that was my best attempt at being outgoing. sorry.
feel free to send me a message if you want to talk about anything! i’ll try my best to answer any questions on queer stuff. i’d rather you ask me than upset someone else. :) if you need to vent, i’m totally fine with whatever. i want to be there for you!
if you want to block things:
me: any of my original content. my face, text posts, whatever.
selfies: any trace of my face.
whining: anything where i’ve typed my thoughts.
height: 5’7/170 cm
eye color: hazel
birthday: april 25th 1998
please don’t make people with depression feel guilty for their lack of interest in things or their inability to motivate themselves please and thank you goodbye
on that note, please don’t make people with anxiety feel guilty about their inability to do tasks you deem simple and literally call them children and tell them to grow up because of it
well well well. if it isn’t my old friend, the dawning realization that i fucked up real bad
I am reading an essay called Male-Male Desire in Pharaonic Egypt (by Alex Clayden) which is actually pretty good
I just need to draw attention to this little gem of a pick-up line
Attention, followers: you now know how to write “nice ass” in hieroglyphics.
all i ever wanted out of life tbh
My anaconda will consider it
if you spell skeletons backwards it still spells skeletons
Man I can’t wait for Halloween to see some snoteleks
When you pass a test you didn’t even study for