today a lesbian couple came into the cafe and one asked what was in the bread and the other said “bananas, it’s sweet and healthy, just like you!” and i felt the weariness of my soul lift up into heaven
hey, @ teenage wlw: i know dating can be really difficult and sometimes you feel like you’ve missed your window for cute, textbook romantic dates because it feels like everyone you know has done that already, but i’m an adult here to tell you that tonight i finally had a movie date where i got to execute the perfect fake-yawn and rest my head on a pretty girl’s shoulder and do the thing where our fingers inched closer together until we were holding hands and i just want to let you know that there’s no age limit on this kinda thing, it’s going to come to you one day, and it’s going to be so beautiful
I know that passing isn’t everything but it can be a huge relief for many people.
Nonbinary people, however, don’t really have that a lot of the time. And you are kinda left with this really uncomfortable knowledge that you maybe will have to live with this background noise of not-passing your entire life.
It’s not that I want to be a whiner – I’m definitely thankful for visibility. But it’s just kinda exhausting to know that you’re running towards a horizon that’s retreating at the same velocity as your efforts to look comfortable as yourself.
lavenduers 