Ten *random* a*s photos from my archive. pick a mood. #tbt .
rp from my comment: look. i feel hella cozy as a boy and as a girl and as neither and as all genders. when i say what you see is what you get, i mean it. however you interpret me is right. i just am, and it’s chill cuz i know i’m all these things and none of them at the same time. for the short time i’m here, i just am. i’m doin me. so, and time to address the real s**t haha, if you’re attracted to me, it doesn’t mean anything. just means you like humans. you’re good. 🤷🏾♀️
One thing about me is i tend to fall in love with people often and hard. it sucks. i feel so basic when it happens, but it happens. my poor friends have to be fake excited for me every time. anyways, i went through my phone and read though all the times i fell in love with someone. why? i just wanted to see why it happened and if i could fix my approach bc i’m not convinced i’m doing this love s**t right. at all. so i literally scrolled to the times in messages with my exes where we were wild over each other and i realized every single person i ever fell for was brilliant and dynamic and funny and hella patient with me and taught me *so much* about how to be a better person. okay some were wack, but every single person i opened to my heart made me better and more loving, compassionate, non-judgemental, and so on. those that were abrasive and ugly to me, allowed for so much growth that i can’t even be mad about it. now i will admit i have no idea what i’m doing when it comes to this dating thing even right now, but i’m satisfied with my experience thus far. even if i end up alone and never get to experience love again, my run-in’s w every form of love have made me more honest and kind and they’ve been dope. my past loves have simultaneously ruined my life yet made me appreciate life at the same time. so yeah, i know i should protect my heart (three stacks, protect my heart), but kinda down with the pain of love, too. the growth and light makes all the negative so much worth it. living and loving openly in 2019, bc why tf not?
Dear @foxyhotmesss, i went to guisados and got your order bc i missed you. you’re right, the steak picado is immaculate. tacos & horchata w cold brew next time we’re both in town, yeah? xx, your best friend.
Stuck in this airport (long story), and just had to say: love isn’t fake, and it doesn’t care about fake s**t like the concept of gender. love, to me, vibrates, it’s a frequency. it tingles. if someone makes you tingle and you can’t explain it or it doesn’t fit within your idea of who you are, that doesn’t invalidate the tingle. the tingle is still real and there. you simply have to decide if you care about explaining your tingles to the world or not. and likeeeeeeeee... why explain yourself? .
an incredibly alert yet pensive me shot by @elizabethdelapiedra
Just wrapped w @ipsy shooting some cute beauty s**t for you soon. but duuuuude, gotta tell yall it’s so refreshing to work w brands that get me and my androgyny and my voice and the stories i want to tell now. refreshing af.
I cried today. someone wanted to make me feel small, and they succeeded. the moisture on my face made me so d**n upset because i told myself i’d never let anyone make me feel that way again. that made me cry more. my face is dry now. it needed to be for me to scribble all over it. it needed to be for me to move forward. sometimes folks will break you and the s**t will hurt and you’ll cry and f**k it’ll suck. but, then you’ll keep going because i mean... why let them win? it’s not even for them anyway.