Us lying in bed, you reading your favorite book to me
Not today Justin
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Us lying in bed, you reading your favorite book to me

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hey, you. yeah, you. you know you don't have to be a girl if you hate it, right? you don't need to be a boy if you hate it either. hell, you don't need to be either a girl or a boy. it's okay to not be what you were told at birth. it's okay. i promise. your presence as a trans person is a blessing to the world. if being a boy, a girl, neither, both, something else, WHATEVER, makes you happy? do it. even if you can only do it online, be online. you are another star in the world. i love you and so many others do too.
Trans men deserve to love being men unapologetically.
Trans mascs deserve to love being masculine unapologetically.
Enjoying masculinity shouldn't come with a side of guilt.
I crave a quiet love.
Watching you play video games while i lay on our bed and hyping you up. Going grocery shopping together and laughing at a bad pun in the spice aisle. Waking up in each others arms. Stopping by the others work to drop of food on our day off. Sending each other memes even though we're sitting in the same room. The soft touches whenever we pass by each other. Cuddling while watching a show on netflix. Having a cup of tee or coffee on a lazy Sunday morning and sitting, legs tangled, on our couch, being in love.
Hello???? Suggestions????

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this specific genre of man gives me hope for my transition in a way I didnβt realize was possible as a fat person. theyβre hot, stylish, cool, confident & kind. idc that theyβre cis, they serve tboy swag in a way that heals my soul like a warm bowl of soup
Iβm so glad this has resonated with thousands of fat queer people π₯²
i love you black trans people. i love you asian trans people from all over asia (not just east asia). i love you hispanic trans people. i love you indigenous trans people. i love you poc trans people. you're doing great, i promise you, and i'm so fucking sorry the community erases you as much as it does.
Some trans knights I made for pride. I did order these as stickers but I have not heard from my manu yet, it has been two weeks, don't make me send you a follow up e-mail, I am bad at this Q_Q
It's Trans History Week! Meet Dr. James Barry.

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happy pride
I love tumblr bugs
i had a feeling it might do that. this is what it looks like on my end
really enjoying these fucked up versions. happy [dial-up noise]
What gender do you identify with?
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when you see a boy you pick it up and put it in your inventory
he will chew on your other items if u dont take care of him tamagotchi style tho
STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words βHappy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!β in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]
okay but saying "i wish i had known you sooner" β like the love in my heart is growing so big and fast for you that i wish i had the opportunity to have you way earlier by my side, because i want to love you longer than i can do now. my love for you reaches my past and makes a place for you.

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you are 16. you are talking with a gay man in his 50s or 60s, a friend, huge and gentle with a scarf and short fluffy curls of gray hair, who has directed you in two plays staged in your mid-size artsy town. (he has not yet asked you to be in his production of The Laramie Project which will change your life. this conversation will also change your life.)
he is talking about theatre. he is talking about theatre when he was younger. he says, "of course, it was AIDS then." in the pause, you ask him. clumsy and quiet and 16 and "straight," you ask him. what was it like.
he takes a moment in which his face is not like a person's face. "there was a time," he says, "i'm not sure how long, years. when i went to a funeral every weekend." he tells you about two funerals in a day, and choosing between friends when you couldn't make it to both. he does not look at you, he looks at them. his wet grey gaze is so clear that you start to see ghosts. it will be years before you understand why it feels like your grief too. why the ghosts call you family.
happy pride, family. i love every single one of you
when i wrote this post, i didn't expect very many people to read it. i figured it wasn't the kind of thing people liked to read and reblog, but it was late at night, and i was remembering this person, and i was crying, and i had to write it out. so i did.
to this day no other post gets sent to me so often by friends who have encountered it as a repost on some other site. the idea that more than one hundred thousand people have read these words, and know this story now, and maybe feel as i did, is tremendously humbling and unbearably beautiful to me. even by accident, even just passing on a story that is not my own, i often think that it is the best thing i have ever done.
happy pride, family.