this haircut has been getting me some seriously freaked out responses from people who want my trans narrative to be about 'realness.' i love being fake, a big faker, a tranny without the right trans narrative, watching T put fake hair, fake shoulders, fake muscles on my body. faking being a boy, a fag, a dyke. going by a fake name, a fake pronoun, showing off my fake chest. being inadequate, incomplete, insincere. az wrote "or, rather the thing i might call myself is such a medley of supposedly mutually-exclusive categories that, uh, it only has any useful application in its mockery of sigular unitary categories."
(sorry i don't know how to format things better so these pictures are huge--but aren't you excited that i learned to put pictures on the website?)
