The stonewall riots were started by trans women of colour and nobody is allowed to forget that
Marsha P Johnson and Sylvia Rivera didn’t march so that you could be transmisogynt and cissexist.
This void is too heavy for a frail thing like me to carry. I’m crumbling onto myself and it just spreads farther and heavier throughout me. I am weak. I am flighty and nothing is worse than heavy limbs attempting an escape. I am trapped. I am caged by flesh and driven mad by my own mind. Running in circles with legs too heavy to break the cycle and a heart too caked with smutt to embrace the presence of purity and warmth. Innocence lost throughout the years by the wear and tear of life’s ever changing weather. I am merely human and no human can deal with it’s own demons without first accepting they exist. I exist.