It often feels like I gotta pick either a branding of "pure wholesome bean" or "insatiable horndog" (both being vague, ever-shifting ideals in the minds of people) and stick to that idea of what you are meant to be. What if I can't really fit into either all the time?
That feels reductive and naive of me to think, maybe, but it's a recurring fear!
Queer instance for the Witches' Moon community. 🌿🌙