Wasn’t we allowed to be finished with this shit?

If I’d had some self-compassion during the time, i really could have recalled that none with this is my fault. Baby gay me had convinced myself, so sweetly, that adopting my queerness would propel me personally into some universe that is parallel systems are simply figures. Where there’s no value that is moral to quantities of flesh, where thinness isn’t constantly a virtue. خواندن ادامه‌ی این نوشته …