Caminante, no hay puentes, se hace puentes al andar. - Gloria E. Anzaldúa.
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And after all these years, the trans community is still at the back of the bus. I despise that. I’m hurt and get depressed a lot about it. But I will not give up because I won’t give the mainstream gay organizations the satisfaction of keeping us down. If we give up, they win. And we can’t allow them to win. The reason we, right now, as a trans community, don’t have the rights they have is that we allowed them to speak for us for so many damn years, and we bought everything they said to us: “Oh, let us pass our bill, then we’ll come for you.”

Yeah, come for me. Thirty-two years later and they’re still coming for me. And what have we got? Here, where it all started, trans people have got nothing. We can no longer let people like the Empire State Pride Agenda, the HRC in Washington, speak for us. And it really hurts me that some gay people don’t even know what we gave for their movement.

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Sylvia Rivera in Genderqueer: Voices from Beyond the Binary (via queeraztlan)

(via anarcho-queer)

— 1 day ago with 684 notes

tranqualizer:

gender identity: tired

— 1 day ago with 102 notes

I don’t want to be at work.  I want to be home in bed.  I couldn’t get out of bed today so I was late.  I feel so depressed.  So shitty.  I can’t believe I’m here until 1pm.  This weekend was so shitty. 

— 4 days ago

I love my mom.  Ah, I have so much to renew/mend and nurture within the relationships I have with the three mujeres I love so much in this world.  And I’m beginning to do the work I need to for myself to start. 

I am going to read Alice Walker today.  I’m excited.  I’m going to eat lunch somewhere in the sun.  I am meeting with Mimi to return the dvd for White Bison.  Tonight’s meeting was canceled. :) I am happy about this.  Jaja.

I have decided that I am going to continue my sobriety cos nobody got money for the high life right now.  And I know I’d disappoint myself and my family if I start smoking again.  I’m not readyy.

I miss Inglewood. I really miss my close friends.  My community.  The bombass weather.  The streets, the parks, the shops, the people, the liberry. 

I miss my Poets. 

Every day is another chance. 

— 1 week ago with 1 note

We’re all excited about this.  Kids make me happy.  Ahhh!

— 1 week ago

There are a bunch of brown babies sitting in the center of the liberry right now here on a field trip.  Fourth graders are so cute!

— 1 week ago with 2 notes