being as i am an idiot, and having been one my whole life, i just wanna say that i find it very easy to do nothing, and go nowhere. i eat chocolate late at night in the dark. i stand in the garden also. and i’m often waiting for something to happen. and i’m stupid.

you are meant to change viscerally. before a seed can transform it must destroy itself. your shell will break apart & your guts will spill. you can't make the wine without crushing the grapes. don't die wondering

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my identity will always be genderqueer but i don't want to stop changing. i want my chest to shrink flat & my hair to grow so long i could use it to rope down my own balcony. i want every red dot on my skin to dissolve & make way for fur. i want my nails to get sharp & my canines strong enough to bite through bone. i want my height to condense so i get wider & thicker instead. i want to rip my uterus out & replace it with a mini cooler to store drinks for friends. i want to be a creature without label. i want testosterone. i'm old but i'm not done yet!! you haven't even seen my final form

you may have noticed that my blog is disorganized and thematically incoherent and my tag game is weaker by the day. this is commentary on the chaos of modern existence

Put me back in the water right now or ill die

Right now or ill die

Squirm for me

Unh

can't believe the only options are 30 minutes early or 10 minutes late. if only there were some other way. but what can you do

Contrary to popular belief the biggest beginner's roadblock to art isn't even technical skill it's frustration tolerance, especially in the age of social media. It hurts and the frustration is endless but you must build the frustration tolerance equivalent to a roach's capacity to survive a nuclear explosion. That's how you build on the technical skill. Throw that "won't even start because I'm afraid it won't be perfect" shit out the window. Just do it. Just start. Good luck.

i love the part of making art where you feel like you need to go missing

I love you guys but I think a lot of you are the kind of people who are susceptible to falling in with a cult.

You’re right. We should all band together under a trustworthy and influential leader who can keep us safe from outside threats

very skilled at having a headache

her blog has already been removed and posts are being removed. dont stop reblogging this, dont let them silence us, dont let Leelah Alcorn be forgotten