My “it” photos of mikey way
sometimes, using a account ive been inactive for a while such as this or my scratch account feels like im gasping for fresh air again after being buried alive for a long time.
//an old drawing of Phx and my Las Vegas OC. Who I change his name to Jaime. //
“she should be at the club” changed me as a person. forever
this trans day of visibility, i want to highlight and celebrate intersex trans people.
society ignores intersex trans people and tries to erase this overlap. and also ignores complex intersex experiences around gender. society denies our intersexuality, or our transness, or both. even in queer circles we are often seen as "basically cis" or "basically trans" or "intersex aka own separate species that can have nothing in common with other queer people."
intersex trans people are often denied gender affirming care. intersex trans people get their bodily autonomy attacked both as intersex and trans. even in trans accepting circles like gender clinics, we often face ignorance and incompetence.
people feel entitled to know and question our anatomy, physiology, transition goals, identities — everything about us.
our bodies belong to us. our identities belong to us. our experiences belong to us.
we deserve bodily autonomy. we deserve representation. we deserve recognition. we deserve celebration. we deserve pride.
intersex trans people, i love you.
seasons greasons!! [id in alt]
Tucson Arizona
I’ve met Shatzi Weisberger at countless protests over the past 4 years. She’s fought injustice for decades and you should check out her fantastic protest signs if you haven’t already. It was just announced that she has a terminal illness. Now, she needs your support during the final stage of her life. She is a treasure and deserves all the care in the world. You can donate to her hospice fundraiser here.
back at my old crappy school, some immature 6th grader attempted to stab me and my friends’ backs with a sharp pencil. i, myself, literally did nothing rude or hurtful to him to cause him to stalk me and my friends everywhere we go during lunch just to do that. don’t worry guys, we dodged it and none of us were injured luckily. the 6th grader kid was also the one who kept chasing me down and screaming at me, back when I was in 4th and 5th grade (and he was like 3rd/4th grade at that time too wth???). i had to be near the swings because that’s where all of my friends would hang out that’s where i was only safe during recess back then :/
leon / topaz , 16 , genderfluid trans ftm , aceflux omni , i like creepypasta and falilv
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