I'm Leo. I'm currently attempting to change most things about my life. I feel I was born in the wrong body and I have known this for a long time. Instead of doing things to change this, I tried my best for decades to try and cope with the one I was born with. I have recently decided to come out about it and have been making gradual changes to make way for the eventual transition. This blog is basically a combination of the things that interest me, thoughts and experiences (mostly about transitioning), and music or art that I contribute into the endless ether of the internet.

Warning: if you are racist, homophobic, transphobic, or just generally have nothing good to say to anyone you aren't trying to have sex with then I'd say move along. Me and people like me are not obligated to tolerate your bullshit.

Kid Nothing: An awkward attempt at being human

i can’t wait to start living full time… i just can’t fucking wait.

I Think I Love You

Waxahatchee/American Weekend

(via joseanything)

so when i was surfing facebook on my phone before my train got there, the last two status updates i read were “i don’t mind dry toast.” and “i wish i had Michelle Obama’s arms tho.” right before my phone died. each status was posted by separate people and i thought about what set of circumstances would lead to the two sentences being used in succession. this was my train ride’s result.

Agentdalecooper’s text post in comic form

i started a project that i have to start and finish an entire three panel comic on my train ride to and from work. this is the first one. it’s based on a text post (a haiku actually) that eli posted about breakfast.

#LH2020 waiting for the train. Camera Obscura hella gets me.

Dear Life,

Has anyone ever told you that you are kind of an asshole? No like really though. Why do you think no one drinks with you anymore? Anyway, if you could stop being “so real” all the time, people wouldn’t leave you so quickly. We really do want to love you, but your sense of humor fucking sucks.

Sometimes i want to scream and yell at people for not only expressing their views on gender. It especially makes me mad when i call people out on compartmentalizing entire groups of people passively based on their assigned gender.
Last night, i hung out with an old friend and her friends. They kept commenting on me being the “only man” in the group. Also, i know shouldn’t complain about compliments but they kept talking about how good of a man i am… It was weird…

I kinda wish i was fucking dead…

shoebilleddinosaur:

nemomynameforevermore:

GUYS I WAS AT THE LEAFS GAME WHEN THIS HAPPENED I WAS CRYING

K I’M DONE NOW BYE HAHAHAHAHAHA

Get atcho boy

(Source: jhermann, via joseanything)