no records no passport no id no birth certificate. no birthname, no gender! the only thing i’m legally classified as is “a problem”
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trying on a metaphor

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Misplaced Lens Cap
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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no records no passport no id no birth certificate. no birthname, no gender! the only thing i’m legally classified as is “a problem”
X-Men Annual #11 (1987)
Sue Zhao
THE MUMMY 1999, dir. Stephen Sommers
I stole your word. The word you used to use all the time. I say it now. I slip it into sentences and laugh to myself. It’s a little inside joke. It reminds me of you every time. You were so pompous. I still think it’s funny how a single word can remind you of an entire person. That should fill me with fear. As long as I remember that word, I’ll remember you. But it doesn’t. I say the word, I remember you, and I don’t care.
Sue Zhao // An Ode to Moving On
Phoenix Resurrection: The Return Of Jean Grey #1
I need to be touched so bad I could die but other than that I’m fine
[Rogue & Gambit] in Rogue & Gambit #1
“I had it under control.”
“Sure, but more fun this way, no?”
sharon
Tove Ditlevsen, from a poem featured in There Lives a Young Girl in Me Who Will Not Die: Selected Poems
does knowing me more lead to loving me less?
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Total Recall (1990), dir. Paul Verhoeven
Archangel, Psylocke & Rogue by Philip Tan
L. V., excerpts from the afterword: after Sylvia's "I am, I am, I am."
Michael Cunningham, from “The Hours”
all the roads lead back to the loneliness ive felt ever since i was a child
date idea: i lay down on ur lap and you pet my head and tell me im not too much