LESBIAN LOCKDOWN

me detransitioned 20 years later living as a scum fuck cishet dude about to cat call some sweet street meat from my moving car but flirting with weird transgender boygirls is so ingrained in my soul that as soon as i open my mouth instinct takes hold: you look like my son bitch!!

becoming homophobic because when two characters in a scene have the same pronouns you have to say their names one william times

hey kid. im a computah. stop all the downloadin 

Over twenty years ago my big brother got me a job at a Taco Bell in the St. Louis suburbs-West County. He warned me that it was the “gay Taco Bell”, but since I was coming from the “gay Howard Johnson’s” I wasn’t shocked. It turns out it was the black trans women Taco Bell complete with black trans women in management. And they’d worked out an arrangement with the local teen Narcotics Anonymous group so that twice a week we would shut down the drive thru and the dining room and exclusively serve 60+ teens in various stages of recovery. And many of the women I worked with were in various stages of being out or transitioning and they were from all generations from teens to over 50. One woman I worked with had a regular corporate job presenting as a man 9-5 Mon-Fri and then came to Taco Bell and worked 6pm -2am Friday and Saturday night so she could be herself surrounded by other black transwomen in those stolen weekends. And we had customers come from all over the metro area because they knew they could be themselves in the dining room. I only worked there from 1999-2001 but for young me, this was a vital, formative experience. Some of the girls came from north city all the way out to the “gay Taco Bell” on Manchester in west county because they heard it was safe to work there. Like- I know times have changed but they haven’t changed much in 20 years. I’m still convinced that for lgbt youth, finding a job at your city’s version of the “gay Taco Bell” is key to survival.

Thank u for sharing this with us

4/27/2024

unfortunately i have free will so im about to make art that is going to appeal to basically 4 people. let us hope those 4 people follow me.

formative years? aren’t they all?

show me a permanent self and i will show you a facade or a corpse

interview with the masquerade

vampire: the vampire

(girl who is already extremely private) i think i need to Move In More Silence

hating the franchise you’re fixated on is a rite of passage

to the person who said “of course OP is a Star Wars fan”, fuck you

people in movies always seem to know when the weird dream they had was prophetic. i feel like i'd be way too dense for that. i'd have a higher power beam precise instructions on how to fix the world forever into my brain and wake up like "wow that was way more pleasant and coherent than my usual dreams about endlessly running through my local small theme park" and then forget. and then forget. and then forget.

I genuinely love when a story makes up its own fable and then has current events within the story explicitly parallel the in-universe fable. The story I made up is just like the story I made up 🤯

far too old to care about fandom opinions i am an adult with a *sees a take* hm. never mind actually. i am in fact so blessed to have a huge brain and correct inconsequential opinions on fictional characters. there but for the grace of god go i