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me seeing purple flowers on a lawn: that’s the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen
me seeing sunlight hit the waves of the sea: that’s the prettiest thing i’ve ever seen
me seeing raindrops sparkle colorfully on a bus stop bench at night: that’s the
no offense but i want every little kid to be safe and have a good childhood
in another universe, i left the night i turned 18 and freed myself from you forever
Conservatives yap and yap all the time about how kids don’t understand “woke” culture, but today the school age kids at the daycare had a field trip to a park and saw a really weird swing, and one immediately said “that’s for people with disabilities.” And the others were like, “Oh, people with disabilities, yeah that makes sense.” Like, the whole, clunky, politically correct phrase. These are kids who spend most of their time on tablets and don’t like using five words when three words would do, and they said that phrase like it was natural to them.
Sometimes my kids will be making up characters and write pronouns on their pages. One day a girl turned to me and said “This character is they/them.” They don’t think of it as a foreign concept - different genders are just as new a concept to them as all the other stuff they’re learning at this age, and like all that stuff, they regard it not as something to fight about, but just another facet of the world to learn, understand, and incorporate into the stories they create.
The kids handle learning these things just fine. It’s the adults who are moaning pissbabies about it.
friendship is so crazy they literally invented people who are niceys to you....and you get to love and care for them........
and maybe i am a little bit in love with all of my friends. how could i not be when they place their whole heart in my hands and trust me to carry it safely home? lazy days spent in comfortable silence, tearful nights spent giving each other a reason to live. the exhilaration of learning your little quirks melting into a future where i know you better than the lines on my open palms. mutual understanding to be forever gentle with one another. inside jokes that follow me long after you've gone, reminding me to slow down and laugh a little more. your eyes are the lens through which i can see the world with love. your embrace is the shelter under which i find strength to continue on.
It’s pride month, and it’s time to remind everyone that theres some people that can’t celebrate that. There’s some of us that are scared, that have to watch what we say, that have to hide. So I just want to say to those of us that don’t have somewhere they can be themselves, I love you. If you’re closeted for any reason, I love you. If you’re in a homophobic or transphobic home that you can’t get out of for whatever reason, whether it be you’re too young or you don’t have a license or anything else- I love you. If you’re in a city or a state that’s becoming more and more hostile to us, I love you. If you don’t feel safe, I’m sorry, I know what it’s like, and I love you. You’ll get out of there eventually, I promise.
The world is a shitty, shitty place right now and some of us are really suffering and so I’m holding your hand across space and time and telling you it will be okay and I love you I love you I love you I love you
I will wait for you while you finish eating, if everybody else leaves I will wait while you tie your shoelace or fill up the bottle, if you are walking slow I'll hold my hand out and wait for you to catch up.
This is me loving you softly.
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