TT: Can Not Spit It Out
I wrote this in like, March 2012. I'm much better, now capable of cussing you out!
"Can Not Spit It Out."
Sometimes, I can. Most times, I can't.
It's a little bit hinted at in my profile, "Fight or flight"
Albi
Look Back and Change
Sometimes I give in to the impulse to reach out to people I lost contact with. The results can be... jarring. Especially when the other party stayed the fucking same. Wait, no. That doesn't seem fair. I suppose everyone is dynamic-- it's just a matter of
Notes from the FORGE
Last month, I participated in a self-defense and empowerment course hosted by the FORGE organization. Not only is it becoming increasingly unsafe for queer people (especially queer people of color, and especially trans people of color)... the shit I pull riling up dorks on Facebook is not a great idea
Bill of Rights
For our self-defense class with Forge, our homework was to create our own personal Bill of Rights-- we go over techniques to create and enforce our boundaries. Here's a rough draft of what I have, via alphabetical order. I jotted down the first thing that came to mind,
The Buttons
If it's one thing I'll always love about dressing up, it's all the accessorizing. Combinations are limitless, and your flair can be as small or large as you want it. I have a full shelf dedicated to various jewelry sets (most of it loud
What I Should Have Sent
I may have been a little too excited in firing off a hasty fangirl-y email to an address that probably isn't even monitored anymore, but I was so happy that I found the site I've been alluding to since college. All I had to do, all
Checking up On Him
It's not often I am transported back to High School on a good memory. But with this album, I am. On some weekends with my two best friends, we'd pile up in the car and go see a show. It was typically down to Orlando, about
