Visions of My Vulnerabilty

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D.C. Launches First Ever Transgender Respect Ad Campaign

This campaign has a lot of awesome stuff going for it.

1) Transgender PoC make up about half the face of the campaign.

2) There is a genderqueer person (!!) and their caption respectfully uses “person” instead of man or woman.

3) Plus-sized trans* people for the win!

4) Finally a campaign explicitly for trans* people that emphasizes our deserving respect and courtesy.

5) The transgender women and men are included in “any woman/man” which is huge because it emphasizes that trans* women and men are women and men too; it leaves no room for argument and doesn’t turn it into a debate about genitals.

6) Emphasis on our being a part of the communities we live in. We aren’t any different than anyone else.

I really love the DC Transgender Respect campaign and I wish more states and cities would launch stuff like this!

- Jax

Real proud of my hometown today.

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One day,
Our goodbyes
Will turn into
Sleepy goodnights
Escaping our tired lips.

Our can I call you’s?
Will turn into
Come here and hold me’s.

Our things
Won’t be
mine or
yours anymore.

One day,
I’ll scream in the middle of the night,
And you
Will pull me close;
tell me everything’s alright
And I’ll fall asleep.

One day,
You’ll come home
And tell me we need to get groceries,
We’ll make a list, and tape it to the fridge
But tomorrow we’ll forget it there
And you’ll blame me,
And I’ll blame you
And we’ll spend a hundred because
We couldn’t remember.
And were both too damn impulsive.

One day,
You’ll understand every aspect
Of my condition
But love me all the more.
And I’ll treasure you,
Hold your hand everytime it gets bad
Knowing I am okay,
With you.

One day,
I’ll wake up in the morning,
To the smell of cooking,
I’ll come down the stairs
Of a house we call ours,
And I’ll kiss the love of my life
Good morning
As well as goodnight.

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But there are moments when one has to choose between living one’s own life, fully, entirely, completely — or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands.
Oscar Wilde (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

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She walks in beauty
You should see her beauty
She glides across the kitchen floor
She don’t talk much, she’s a golden vessel
Why do most men kill the thing they love?
Oh and the way she loves, she has lips that should be kissed
And a smile on her face that makes you wonder what she’s up to
Hair not quite ready like an angel’s hair
Like a bouquet of rubies her hair would lay around her face
Yes it would
The Black Peppercorns (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you’ve been mean to someone, they won’t believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it’s time to stop being nice, then destroy them.
Laurell K. Hamilton (via fawun)

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1. I want to melt into your blood and live in your veins. I think if you cut them open, stars would spill out.

2. I think your laugh is the only thing keeping me alive.

3. Your voice gets stuck in my head. It plays on a constant loop in my mind. I smile every time you open your mouth.

4. I want to wrap myself around you until neither of us can breathe.

5. I think that when you were little you would stare at the sun and it’s light burned into your eyes because they’re so fucking bright I feel my skin get hot when you look at me.

6. If someone asked me to define poetry I would show them a picture of you.

7. I want to run away with you. Let’s get on a train and leave. There’s nothing left here. You’re all I need.

8. There are flowers growing up your arms and stars in your fingertips. The sky is in your teeth and the ocean is in your ribcage. You think you’re nothing but you’ve got the entire world inside you.

9. I have this reoccurring nightmare where I’m falling and falling and I wake up screaming. I hate it but god I wouldn’t mind falling into you.

10. You taste like the galaxy.

11. Sometimes my heart hurts so much that I tear myself apart trying to rip it out of my chest. You are the only one who knows how to put me back together when it’s all over.

12. I miss you even when you’re here.

13. I see you in everything, everywhere I go. I can’t get away from you. I love it.

14. You’re like a drug. Your smile gets me dizzy. I black out when you touch me. I’m so addicted to you.

15. You know which lines of my favorite book make me cry and that I talk in my sleep. You know that I bite my lip when I’m nervous and laugh a lot when I’m scared. You know about the scars on my right hip and the cigarettes hidden in the back of my closet. You know how many freckles I have on my cheeks and how many packets of sugar I pour into my coffee. I hope you know how much I love you.

15 things I said when I called you drunk last night  (via makelvenotwar)

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Oh dear, how my arms want to hold your stories; my bones want to retain all your dreams, fears and uncertainty. I want to become a library of all that you tell me, always going back into the volt of trust and looking over all the little things that you have told me. Loving you all the more with each memory that is revealed to me.
T.B. LaBerge // The Novel of Us (via blissfulbeardsdoitbest)

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