I feel extremely squished. I hate boxes. I hate categories. Boxes just separate people. We shouldn't be divided. We're all people.

I was looking through old e-mails to find a friend's address and I came across an e-mail I sent to myself when Stradley gave me his phone number. I wanted to make sure I'd never forget it. My hands grabbed the phone before I could stop myself and I dialed it without looking at the screen. I still know it and it'll be 7 months on Wednesday since.. ( Read more... )

Thursday morning I made a t-shirt that says Faggot! across the chest. It's funny how the more obviously faggy I become, the more threatened this town seems to feel about me. Juanita bought me a I *heart* trannies t-shirt for 420, too. It has a picture of a transmission on it. It still makes me laugh everytime I take it out to wear it ( Read more... )

YOU ( Read more... )

I need your arms around me, I need to feel your touch ( Read more... )

I wrote this after I found out what had happened to one of my best friends, Stradley ( Read more... )

I want to do this so bad it's crazy. Mm, hugs are awesome. :) This guy makes me smile bunches.

The Advocate ( Read more... )

A working class hero is something to be.

Really I've just got to stop getting caught.