The horrors persist, but so do we

Having online friends is such an odd thing. I love you. I don’t know what color eyes you have. Have you drunk water today? You know more about me than anyone who knows my face. I hope we can meet someday. I love you even though you’re across the world. You’ve never layed eyes on me but you see me. In my brain, you’re a bird because that was your profile picture when we met. I love you, go to sleep. Goodnight- I just woke up. I wish I could hug you. I wish I could protect you from them. Can you feel how much I care for you? Maybe we can meet. I’m going to be near you soon. I love you. I hope you can feel the little nudges and gentle bonks and headpats. I love you. I love you. I love you.

seeing trans women out in public is like warm sunlight washing over me it genuinely brightens my mood

educating yourself on dog whistles of all kinds will have you feeling insane in settings where nobody questions anything they're parroting

Sometimes it's not "your fault" but it's still "your problem" because nobody else can fix it.

i have that dog in me. you know. the losing one

(emerges 3 hours later covered in blood) i figured out what emotion i was feeling