When a trans* person tells you it’s okay for mistakenly using the wrong name or pronouns, it means the instance is forgiven or dismissed and the conversation can move on. In reality, it still hurts but we say it’s okay because we understand you are making an effort to get it right. This is not an invitation to stop making that effort. You are not the exclusion to the rule.


Nan Goldin - Couples and Loneliness

Wedding bed, Berlin (1997)

Kenzopedia #2: B for Blue
Illustration for Kenzo, 2014
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absolutely destroy the idea that you have to be loved romantically and love romantically

destroy the idea that the end goal of life is to get into a romantic relationship/marriage

romantic love isn’t a requirement to live life and it never will be

Do I move on from the pit of youth where I attempted to connect with people I didnt understand and who didn’t understand me but who are closer in age and make me feel like not a total fuck up. Or do I befriend the crowd of beautiful kids in their mid twenties who make art and understand shit but who fucking treat me like a child, and what do I face finding out about who i’m becoming as I go foward. Why do I fear the lose of what doesn’t satisfy my soul? I’m afraid of the awnser but I want to embrace it a bit , I think going foward I will be changing a lot, and if I stop talking to you it is honestly simply because I am growing up and autsitic and I don’t have time or energy to waste pretending we are friends because years ago we went to school together and now we don’t talk expect when we need.