I am not a boy. I am not a girl. I am a femme boygirl. My pronouns are ze/hir/hirs. I am trans*. I am genderqueer.
I am kinky. I am sexually submissive. I like to be ordered around, manhandled, and hurt. I am still a feminist. I just find pleasure in a different variety of sensations.
I am attracted to men, women, and people of various other gender identities and presentations. I am pansexual. I am primarily attracted to femmes and androgynes of any gender.
I am Pagan. I am Wiccan. I believe in magic. I observe the changing seasons. I worship the Goddess and God and Ze Who is Both and Neither. I worship love.
I am lacto-ovo vegetarian, meaning I don't eat meat, including fish, but I still eat dairy and eggs. I consume dairy and eggs for personal health needs. I don't consume meat for primarily ethical reasons, as I believe the suffering of animals deserves moral consideration.
I am mad. I have Borderline Personality Disorder. I have severe, chronic Major Depression. I have Anorexia Nervosa " NOS." I have a "history" of self-injury. I have attempted suicide and I have been hospitalized more than once.
I am a person.
A little girl in my 4th grade class came up to me after recess and said, “I got married at recess!” and I said “Oh? I didn’t know anyone was ordained under the age of twelve.” and she asked me what ordained meant and I explained and then she said “Oh, well, no, my wife and I were married by the slide, but we’ll be happy together anyway.”
So apparently on school playgrounds, slides are already legalizing same-sex marriage.
I would rather be with trees, than in the middle of noisy streets.
Korpiklaani, With Trees (via oktoberlyons)
Oh darling, if you leave me
I’ll never make it alone
believe me when I beg you
don’t ever leave me alone