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Loving Vincent (2017)
This quote
People always seem to assume that if you breakdown, or having a hard time, it’s because you’re weak, but this quote says the truth, even the best fall
He’s an angry purrito. (via blackmesa010)
“If your compassion doesn’t include yourself it is incomplete.”
— Buddha
That’s how you introduce a trans character on TV!
okay but was he played by a trans man?
Yes! His name is Alex Blue Davis and they exclusively auditioned trans actors for the part
This interview discusses it: https://youtu.be/j8hFg57av6Q
Thisssss
THIS IS WHAT WE NEED
Woah woah woah there having trans actors play the part of a trans person!? WHAT A CONCEPT.
People without glasses are really out here seeing for free
Oh my god I really do have to pay to see what the fuck
me n the girls walkin into target headed straight to the clearance bread rack
“Zen is a way of liberation, concerned not with discovering what is good or bad or advantageous, but what is.”
— Alan Watts
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this is literally the height of comedy tho
Elijah: “Cristine, what are you doing?”
Christine: “Just watching TV.”
Elijah: “You’re in IKEA. It’s not on.”
[X-Files theme plays]
Thanks Snoop
Goodnight
“If your compassion doesn’t include yourself it is incomplete.”
— Buddha
I blame @lulia-chu for making me ship them uwu
First day of life up until 6th grade
Jumped all the way to Freshman year of High School
Then I cut my hair Junior year, why did I do that
Slowly it started growing back and then….
I finally felt comfortable to express myself (the picture on the left was my debut)
At this point in my transition I am 6 months into HRT
A year on HRT
Over a year and a half on hormones. My transition hasn’t been the clearest path but I am so happy that I am on it.
Update:
2 years since my coming out
2 years on hrt
2.3 years on hrt
2 and a half years on hormones
Its been a while since I’ve done an update so here it goes
At this point I am 3 years into my Hormone Replacement Therapy. I’m thriving.
These pictures were taken days apart and I am 3 and a half years into my medical transition (The picture on the right was also posted by Instagram on all their major social media handles attached with an interview I did with them for International Women’s Month)
During this time I was 4 years into HRT. Clearly living for it.
I am currently 4 and a half years into HRT, 5 years into socially transitioning, 6 years into when i first came out to my community around me and I’m loving life more than I ever thought I would.
😍😍😍 I’m such a hopeless lesbian! What a beauty! What a wonderful story of claiming identity! I love it!
Bitch I’m not even lesbian and she’s hot as fuck!!!! 😍😍😍
i remember being taught by my butch lesbian neighbor how to figure out if a button-down shirt fits properly, and her femme wife teaching me how to tie a tie. it was in my dining room that we used as a makeshift nursery for my sister. the walls were blood red, and the floors and ceiling were dark. the whole world felt like it was suffocating you in that room, much like life felt for me at the time. i was fifteen years old, and it had been seven months since my mother had last spoken to me. my father was drinking. i was failing my classes partially because my brain couldnt stop projecting old home movies onto the backs of my eyelids and i couldnt stay present and partially to see if anyone would notice. no one did. no one but my neighbors.
they invited us over for dinner. the butch always greeted us while the femme finished dinner and we took off our shoes and one would take our coats and the butch would clap her hand on my shoulder, and the femme would touch my elbow gently while she took out my chair. they fed us, we played board games, they talked openly about being gay. they held hands across the dining table, and twirled their wedding rings, neither seeming to notice they were doing it. watching them methodically work, hosting this beautiful dinner, moving together like two pieces of an intricate puzzle, like weaving together yarn and hemp, like gears, like one soul split evenly between two bodies–
i had never seen love like that. i had never met women like them. women who wore athletic sandals in november. women who wore sundresses with denim and cowboy boots and called her wife “sonnyboy,” whose wife was always quite put together, button-down buttoned to the top, tie straight (with the constant help of her wife), hair short & cropped to the scalp all the way round. women who both did the dishes.
i didn’t know love like that was an option. i had only been shown angry, volatile love. i didn’t know i could be a woman like that. or rather, i didn’t know i could be loved as that kind of a woman. i had been taught that women like that are lonely. they’re ugly. but i watched her. her crisp leather jacket, her darkwash, baggy jeans on summer days that she folded once over her brown boots with the yellow shoelaces. she wasn’t ugly. i watched her, and i bought brown boots.
“One of the best feelings in the world is knowing that your presence and absence both mean something to someone.”
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“Introverts may have strong social skills and enjoy parties and business meetings, but after a while wish they were home in their pajamas. They prefer to devote their social energies to close friends, colleagues, and family. They listen more than they talk, think before they speak, and often feel as if they express themselves better in writing than in conversation. They tend to dislike conflict. Many have a horror of small talk, but enjoy deep discussions.”
— Susan Cain