You're lovely,Be Kind

me finding out that it does in korean:

Blue light, you’re like me

You always move like waves

When your foot touches the ground in you

You breathe out and come up again

In this serene moment I feel my everything

I now know the joy in loneliness

In the blue night

Is it light or darkness calling me from afar?

The sea that was shining this morning

Becomes dark as the jet-black night

But since I know my path

I have nothing to be afraid about

(chorus)

I love youth’s pain and all those silences

Because it blooms again

In this serene moment I feel my everything

I now know the joy in loneliness

In the blue night

wizard kids like “wtf is an astronaut”

“Cate Blanchett recently defended the right of straight actors to play LGBTQ characters on-screen, saying it’s something she’ll “fight to the death” for… and despite the growing feeling that queer characters should be played by queer actors, Blanchett doesn’t agree…”

“Straight actors are almost unanimously lauded for playing queer characters — 52 straight actors have been nominated for Oscars for playing LGBTQ characters — while openly queer actors find it hard to even be cast.”

So the other two in my group are used to my antics by now. We’re all friends, so the pair of them decide that the one guy in our group gets to be the nurse. Now, my Juliet and I have been friends for a couple months by this point, so I decide to be a little more dramatic.

We put Juliet on a spinny chair, and pump it up as tall as it goes, and my baby, closeted lesbian ass crouches on the floor, ready to be as melodramatic as possible. Like, I’m about to do a rendition that makes William himself walk into the class and tell me to take it back a notch or twelve.

And then I look up.

And holy shit.

There she is, Juliet, haloed in the worst fluorescent light known to mortals across the globe. Light just streaming down around her, that weird off-green colour that it always is. And she’s the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. My little gay soul is barely holding on as the words barely leave my lips, breathlessly. “But soft… what light from yonder window breaks?”

And Juliet was the sun. Romeo was not exaggerating that line at all.

Like, help a trans lesbian get a job. Invite her out to shit. Talk to her. Bring her around other lesbians and don’t make a big show of correcting someone who misgenders her. Offer a ride home at the end of the night so she doesn’t have to walk or bus alone. If you see a trans girl on the bus, sit next to her so some random, terrible dude doesn’t. Don’t invite people to a gathering that’d make her feel unsafe. Know your friends & girlfriend better. Talk to’em about the how and why of supporting trans lesbians. If they’re not on board, get them on board, and if that doesn’t work, it’s time to question the company you keep.

Make it so she feels that OF COURSE she belongs. That OF COURSE she’s supported.