Wojak

ты хмуришься вечно, а я так беспечна, не быть нам вдвоём. мы разные песни поём — ты о вечном, а я о земном!

happy pride 🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍⚧️⚧️

when it comes to my transness,

illustrating comes easier to me, than writing.

i mean how could words illustrate how all encompassing it is.

how could any word hold enough

and whenever i do write about being trans

it’s mostly when i’m sad and frustrated.

to express how cruel the world can make it feel

but i love being trans. i love it so much

i love trans people and trans art.

and the fact that i just happen to be one of these

wonderful creatures, magical souls,

fills me with so much pride.

i’m inspired every day when i look at myself in the mirror.

as i’m reminded every day i partake in the joy of creation.

knowing who i am. what my soul is made of.

what decades of discomfort really meant,

it’s no longer a mystery and it means something beautiful