Stranger in a strange land

No, Trans* boy, you dont actually get to say the T-word. Why? Because youre perpetuating violence.
And lord knows its not the last word YOURE going to hear before some hateful biggot murders you.

For some reason I keep encountering nasty trans boys who have as much hate for their trans sisters as they have resent for being trans.


— 1 day ago with 1 note
#lgbtq  #queers  #queer  #transgender  #transsexual  #lgbtqia 

My heart is racing my mind
And both are fighting toward the finish line for the grand prize - the right to make decisions.

My heart says buy all the carmels your pocket can afford, tie them up with a string to a nice spring boquet, throw them on that porch and run like the devil is at my heels.

My mind says space. It feels forced.
My mind sees my lack luster dog mope around, but it is also knows that that that text said time and space. And my brain says respect is best.
But love isnt logical. Its the inflated red baloon in my rib cage that could burst at any second, promising to flood my room with all the tears I have found myself so unable to cry.
Love was hearing cyndi Lauper sing “true colours” and for the first time knowing EXACTLY what she meant… but now Im afraid to show it.
Sitting in my bedroom reading “the fifth sacred thing” using their pillows and wondering when the cosmos will find it fit to stop this joke-because its heavy, not funny anymore.
Im spitting blood from biting my tongue. I have so much to say- but ive deafened the ears that always listened best.
Ive found no strength in this suffering. No solace.
I miss my best friend, and requests for pokemon and snuggles. I miss waking up to the sea when they open their eyes, and suddenly being flooded with the feeling of home.

I dont even know what happened.
We were so beautiful.

— 2 days ago

This is fears final dance.
He cant see through the thick lense of time thats built up between then and now
And they have places themself on the other side.
Unsure if he feels his pulse or the beat of the base.
Vomits up his love and his “try-so-hards “
This isnt a new fear.

Bass drop.

— 4 days ago

Dear god

Please let me have things to talk about outside of my sadness and my relationship please.

I want the lump in my throat to go away.
I’m ready for it to go away.

— 4 days ago with 1 note
To be terrified

Coming from a place of hurt.
Feeling under loved and under appreciated.
And scared.
Fucking terrified.
Because now all I can think to do is run.
And I don’t even know if they would care if I did. Which hurts even more.

At twenty five and after a million failed relationships, I will be the first to admit- communication has not been my strong suit.

So there goes my foot. Into my mouth. Again.

Will anyone be around to see me pull it out?

— 4 days ago