Knowing that trans women of color started the movement in the united states and were literally immediately erased and excluded from what they started is the most deeply jading knowledge.

It is the original sin of the so-called queer community and it damns it from the cradle.

Days like today make me realise how alone I really am…..

Delete your ex's nudes.

Delete anyone's nudes that doesn't fuck with you anymore.

Its creepy as hell to keep nude/lewd photos of someone who has CUT OFF that kind of connection to you.

Delete them.

Be a fucking adult.

I’m tired, can’t think of anything, and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity // Franz Kafka.

“A secret to happiness is letting every situation be what it is instead of what you think it should be, and then making the best of it.”

—

"You made a promise to me, okay? You said, 'for better or worse.' You said that. You said it. It was a promise... Now this is my worst, okay? This is my worst. But I'm gonna get better. You just gotta give me a chance to get better."

— Dean (Ryan Gosling), Blue Valentine (2010)

“Goodnight and great love to you. We see the same stars.”

— Unknown

It's gonna work out. It's gonna work out. It's gonna work out.

“Goodnight and great love to you. We see the same stars.”

— Unknown

“I think perhaps love comes from finding someone you feel utterly comfortable with, someone who makes you comfortable with yourself. It’s like…finding yourself, or maybe it’s like finding the other part of yourself.” - Candice Proctor, Whispers of Heaven

it begins with a simple hello, i’ve been watching every step ever since you came into my life and made no sense, and still i love you, i truly, truly do. i love you, i think i’ve loved you from the very moment i became a thing of flesh and blood. soul-bound, gut-wrenching, heart-tugging, you are made from the brightest flames, sun-built, star-glazed. you could wash over a lot, but i have survived this whole entire time. you are creation and destruction all in a tiny body, a simple solution isn’t enough for you— you want to know why. a flame inside of your belly, bleeding out into every corner of your mind, you are red. a burn, an intense, but caring person. when you love, you love hard. but when you love hard, you love freely. i’ve asked god to show me my reflection and he showed me you. perfect down to your flaws, flawed down to your perfections. you are the stripped version of a twilight, inverse, but written very-well. if you ever feel alone in this life, know that you aren’t. even if you feel truly alone, you never are. you have all of frequencies, an echo of fury— a calm surrendering, root based— you reap what you sow with a smile. ever so tempted, you are full of your favorite dreams and worst nightmares. you feel stupid sometimes, but i know better. your intuition is dangerous because you know better. you hear the howls, you know the clawing. to understand yourself so desperately that it fucking hurts. to withdraw from everyone and start over, to begin from within and never look back. my fearless starlight faced with the impossibility of never being the same, your bravery is just your way of being rose-tinted. you love to love too. you love to be loved too. you love to feel loved too. there’s a reason as to why people want to get to know you. you’re charming and alluring, but you once asked me do they really want you or do they just want something from you? some questions are self-explanatory. you are a mystery waiting to unfold upon itself, a lost chapter inside a lost book inside a hidden and very secret library, 20,000 leagues under the sea— people feel your energy being channeled like it’s their first time breathing, their first time needing. i get it. i really do. i understand— some parts of you are unknown to yourself, such a wonderful and beautiful creature tortured by identity, darling, i get that too. sometimes i feel like i was born during the wrong time, inside of the wrong body, with a different mind. past lives, present lives, future lives all coincide for this dance— a coin toss, a dice roll, sometimes that’s all that we are when the curtains fall. so if i love you now, know that i’ll love you until i’m old, until i’m no more, forevermore into a sea line built for millions to see, like covered up tattoos or stale cigarettes— some things we’d just like to fucking forget, we can hold onto those too. this life is far too short, but at least—

i got the pleasure of meeting you just this once.

“you only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”

—

real sex positivity for women is respecting boundaries and not expecting women to “be more open minded” 

The world may end while I sit here alone,

Waiting for you.

Oh my darling, until we meet again