I just finished watching Boys Don’t Cry (if you’ve never seen it, WATCH IT NOW). I’m feeling acrimonious, despondent, and shaken. I can’t remember the last time I so desperately needed a hug or to hear an “I love you” from someone.
But despite my depression, I couldn’t be more thankful for this environment in which I currently live - no, thrive. Due to my location (blue state holla), my friends, and the general culture I view on a daily basis, I feel so comfortable being out. How torturous a hell would it be to live in a world where I was forced to stay in the closet? How torturous a hell is it for all the non-straight people in the world who don’t feel the kind of acceptance that I enjoy?
For anyone reading this that is afraid to be who they are, I promise you: it DOES get better. It may be brutally difficult. It may take weeks, years, decades. It may require a relocation to another place and a disowning of your old life. But I promise you, it gets better. There really are people out there who will embrace your differences and love you for exactly who (not what) you are.
You are beautiful. You are perfect. Never forget that. Keep living. Keep dreaming. One day, your dreams will come true.
Do u ever look at someone and you’re like how
its pretty cool that tumblr spelled backwards is 420
FILM: “MARRY ME”
A beautiful gay love story directed by Elvis Di Fazio for the closing act of Sydney Gay & Lesbian Mardi Gras 2014. Music by Macklemore.
this is awesome :)
So fucking cute