I've Never Played A More Perfect Card In The 10 Years I've Been Playing This Game

I've never played a more perfect card in the 10 years I've been playing this game

Finals week is coming. Finals week is scary. Homework does not enter the blanket fort.

On this #transdayofremembrance Im gonna highlight something a lot of us forget, being that trans death by suicide is a death at the hands of this transphobic society we live in, that closeted trans people are left out of statistics accounting for trans death, that trans people who’s narrative is controlled by transphobic family or estates are often left out of statistics and mourning.

I want to highlight specifically how often the rhetoric that transmasculine people are somehow protected from violence is a propaganda tool that has historically allowed violence and murder to be carried out at the hands of our sick society with impunity. I want to highlight how I, an intersex trans man who has survived infant genital mutilation, hormonal conversion therapy, abuse at the hands of doctors and medical professionals specifically due to my transness — would not be counted among trans deaths if I were to die today, in the numbers that get crunched once my body turns cold. I want to highlight that the ability to count our dead is vital, that taking that away is a punishment, not a reward.

I want to highlight how this reality has already impacted the way we think about trans death, and trans life. I want to highlight that none of us are functioning at the level of freedom we deserve in this world. I want to highlight that excusing the mistreatment, abuse or violence toward any of your trans siblings is a win for those who aim to bury us all.

I want to remember all the dead boys and girls who never got to be alive boys and girls. I want to honor them. I want to make sure that every alive trans person gets to realize and see themselves as an alive trans person.

To all my trans family, please stay alive. Please do what you can to keep each other alive. Please do not let apathy toward any of your trans siblings win. Please do not allow the harshness of this world to poison you toward one another. Please, stay alive. Loving each other is suicide prevention.

Two weeks left in the semester and I feel like it's JUST starting to get good, ahhh

This is the first time in quite a while where I felt like I actually ENJOYED studying. It sucks because learning has always been something I'm super passionate about. I used to LOVE studying. But, better late than never I guess.

Good books can make you homesick for places you have never been.

I have been WAITING for "The Holdovers" to come out, and it was everything I hoped for.

I've been out of high school long enough that I can actually start to miss it, or at least miss all the things that I WANTED it to be. This movie is BEAUTIFULLY shot (Lord knows I love a 70s aesthetic) and SO well casted (I never would have guessed that this is Dominic Sessa's first movie.)

It's not really a "Christmas" movie but it's definitely a great feel good movie. I could go on about it for a while but this isn't really a movie review blog -- I just wanted to share this since I enjoyed this movie and I found some very pretty stills.