Queerness
i crave growing up queer ive just imagined not losing myself and just carrying my queerness with me, with no shame, no trauma, growing up queer, growing up to be more and more myself. how beautiful that would be. how much love i would have God i wish i had this i have a queer shaped hole in me i have a past that didn't happen, but wants to be wants to exist i dressed in Y.'s dress, and put on pink lipstick before bed A. is a big part of it, of my childhood, of my life, but not the only part