Category Archives: Love

Love, My Poetry, Poetry

Good morning love.

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On my mind and in my heart.

You are instrumental, have been and always will be.

I wait for this phone to ring as I always do.

Childish in a way; dependant on your essence.

I want to hear your voice, I want to see you.

Walk with you again.

You have guided me in a better direction.

Hoping I am never strayed from you.

Without you my days are long and never-ending.

But with you it is too quick.

Joyous days fly by in the blink of an eye.

In so many ways you swept me off my feet.

Come back and rest your head on my breast.

Let me listen to your breath.

Caressing your back.

I love you for you.

Whatever happens; this will always be.

Let me be your anchor in this crazy world.

Always here; just for you.

I have nowhere to run. But to your arms.

I can’t hide. Locked in your heart.

Always by your side.

Time will test us but we are too strong.

Forever we stand against the grain.

With you I feel completed.

I was so broken.

I Love you.

Till’ I can’t take another breath.

Until I go away.

I’m here.

Can I take you with me?

Inseparable through time.

There’s no one else I’d rather bring.

Or see in the next life again.

 

 

Art, Love

By Artist: Strøk via— STREET ART RAT

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Recent piece by Norwegian stencil artist Strøk that can be found on Rue De La Glaciere in Paris, France. Strøk is known for his multi-layered stencils that create a very realistic image. This impressive mural is no exception, it is very detailed and thanks to the shadows it seems very real. More info about Strøk and his work tomorrow! […]

via By Strøk — STREET ART RAT

Love, Transgender, Writing

Breaking Trans: I’m having a panic attack stepping’ out the door for more. For what?

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My stupid ___ mother___ bulls____ anxiety that is absolutely absurd ___ed me over today…to be worrin’ bout whatever the ****! people think of me when I’m hopping’ buss’s and riding around the city? For what…? Why…? I don’t know why…  but its painful !(physically) ….it’s become an issue for me all of a sudden but I do recognize the ins and outs of it! Yeah there gon’ be some people that’ll judge the trans sector of society but we can’t let that stop us from being ourselves… So amidst the  panic attacks I step out the door. Maybe not just for me, maybe I step out that door for other trans and genderqueer people or maybe I do it to show myself that anxiety is but an illusion created by a chemical imbalance in my mind.

I don’t know!

Trans people make up 0.03 of the population of the world making us very much a minority yeah thats true but…There are always going to be good and bad days for everyone, not just people with anxiety and not just trans people. Millions of people across the globe fight there own personal demons and nightmares.

But today I broke mine when I stepped out the door.

Breaking anxiety and breaking trans! 🙂

So shout outs to “me” in my red dress and L.A. Fitted Cap.

Lol.

Glad to be home.

Nina