that quote like “god gave us transness for the same reason he made grapes but not wine; yeast but no loaves — so we may partake in the divine act of creation”
i want you soooo bad (a carefree and joyful outlook towards life)
reeeeally been learning a lot about myself lately like oh. my life is actually just beginning
More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I’d stopped myself from blurting the thing on the edge of my tongue, the thing I’d never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street—which was, of course, I love you.
just googled my symptoms and it turns out it was boris i missed, the whole impulsive mess of him: gloomy, reckless, hot-tempered, appallingly thoughtless. boris pale and pasty, with his shoplifted apples and his russian-language novels, gnawed-down fingernails and shoelaces dragging in the dust. boris - budding alcoholic, fluent curser in four languages - who snatched food from my plate when he felt like it and nodded off drunk on the floor, face red like he’d been slapped.
If I had a nickel for every time I deeply related to a Finn Wolfhard character who has horrible internalized homophobia, I would have two nickels!! Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice!
haircuts were too expensive when we can shack each other’s hair in the bathroom or whatever the excerpt was
i hate my life i’m going to [remembers suicide jokes are bad for my mental health] stare into the eyes of the bird painting i stole from the met