The other night I dreamed that I went bikini shopping ... at the lost-and-found at the pool I was visiting (it's late winter here). Like apparently if you left it there for too long, it went to whoever wanted them. I wanted to get a bikini with a skirt that would hide my figure (at least around the waist), for dysphoria reasons. Then things kind of went off the rails. One of the bikinis was made of knitted wool, and was padded with foam rubber; even in the dream I felt like this didn't make sense for something you intended to swim in. I think it was slightly late winter in the dream, too.
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Pen name: Delila H. Smith (the H is silent). Thirtysomething trans lesbian, snugglemuffin, girlthing. Devil but in like a catgirl sort of way, perennial emotional wreck, too gay for this. Minors, please don't follow.
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