I try not to think too far into the future, that’s been my coping mechanism so far. Made it to 21, somehow. Thought it was all over at 15. Anyway.

° marry Heather.

° continue creating shit, put my name out there and perhaps inspire other trans individuals to create. Maybe do a creative class specifically for people like myself, I don’t know.

° publish something in writing so my mother can frame it and hang it up, like she does with all the bullshit I make. °listen to more music. °Try and encourage my people to live on despite it all.

Feel like less of a no good failure.