I Don’t Care If It’s A Pain To Wash. I’m A Trans Woman And I Love My Hair. Nothing You Say Will

every day you wake up and there's new trans girls in the world. they just realized a little bit ago. isn't that wonderful?

A Shaggy and dog story

Phew! Longest one yet. I’m beat. Updates will take a break for a few weeks. More details in an upcoming post. Thanks for reading!

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My first boop… this is awesome, thank you

OH MY GOD

I would give absolutely anything for this

Look at me. Listen.

You need to take that adorable transfem in your life—yes, her—and you need to pull her close, press her against you like she’s something precious (because she is). You need to stroke her hair, slow and gentle, let her melt into you like she belongs there. Rub slow circles into her back, let her know she’s safe, that she’s wanted. Hold her like a beloved stuffed animal, like something soft and cherished, like she’s the most natural thing in your arms.

Do you understand me?

Trans girls don’t just need love—they deserve it. They deserve to be held, to be kissed on the forehead like it’s second nature, to be reminded they are not too much or too little or wrong in any way. So take the girls in your life, the ones who make your heart race, the ones who make the world feel brighter just by being in it, and show them. Show them with warmth, with touch, with whispered affection. Let them feel seen.

Because they are your world. And you? You are theirs.

Now go out there and love them properly.

they both discover the magic of friendship

to all the gay people in my phone, thank you. I love you. please have one million years of joy