butches who love femmes, like really LOVE us make me so happy. i feel so humanized in the butch gaze. i feel so real. i feel possible and full and dynamic. the butch gaze is a gender euphoria beam.
being gender nonconforming is great bc straight people think i’m edgy and intimidating but lgbt people see me and immediately think i’m friend shaped :)
New gender: comfort the afflicted and afflict the comfortable
if my bones are gonna crack like glow sticks every time i move i think i deserve bioluminescence. both to complete the aesthetic and as a consolation prize
being in your early twenties is like [grocery shopping alone] [having instant noodles for dinner] [remembering random details about that one friend you haven’t spoken to in five years] [feeling overwhelming guilt for every purchase that isn’t strictly “necessary”] [having midday naps] [finding out through facebook that the girl who was mean to you in high school has a husband and a baby] [falling a little in love with every stranger on public transport] [pretending you’re not afraid of being alone] [wondering when you’ll feel like a fully realized person] [listening to bands you liked in middle school] [blinking and it’s suddenly december] [failing to imagine yourself ten years from now] [feeling like you’re running out of time]
