posts on here make me so sad sometimes as the partner of a trini transgender woman. and as somebody who is surrounded by transgender women. and as somebody who works with transgender women. blah blah blah. im scared for my girls all the time every day. i love my ladies. i love my loud brash women who dont take shit from anyone and make me look like a coward. i dont care how i look around them. i love them.

i workpost because i have to. nobody else is brave enough to workpost like i do. i work in a co op and i hate these people and i hope the building gets struck by lightning again and we all dieee

i did a bullshit lunch today. shredded cheese mix and seasoned ground pork on brioche bread. one of my coworkers knows i steal food and always take all the food in the breakroom so he sets leftovers aside for me and asks me "did you eat today al? well we had leftovers and i thought of you. so here." hes a gruff old man and is clearly embarrassed that he experiences the human emotions of care and empathy. i dont like what he gave me today though. not my thing. i will take it home anyway

when my 65 year old neighbor friend said she'd keep me in her prayers and that god has a purpose for both of us because weve been through so much.... GIRL IM GONNA MISS YOUUUUU

im going to be homeless in 2 days and my organization is fucking imploding right now and people expect me to care about anything besides popping another pill. and i spilled coffee everywhere.