isak (he/him)

i don't want to persist anymore but i am transgender so i must

me: asks a sincere question.
them: "you're such a brat 😜"

#autismthings

We don't. We just stand there, waiting, wondering what the heck is going on at the till.

If I was a lamp, I would be a simple lamp.

I am either ON, or I am OFF.

There is no ~dimming~ feature on this lamp.

Lihkku beivviin!
Læhkoeh biejjine!
Vuorbbe biejvijn!

Kontekst: På vitnemålet mitt, som allerede er 10 år gammelt, har jeg en 3-er i Matematikk 2P-Y.

Dette er altså praktisk yrkesfaglig matematikk. Den enkleste matematikken du kan ta på videregående, og likevel ende opp med generell studiekompetanse -- så vidt jeg veit.

En skrikende måke, også kjent som meg når jeg prøver å gjøre matematikk.

Nå som jeg har tatt førerkortet, etter 4 år med øvelseskjøring, er jeg klar for en ny utfordring: Matematikk R1.

Ikke si det til noen.

Hvis eg stend att på eit skjer og skrik, så veit du hvorfor.

He purrs so loudly that his entire body vibrates and he sounds like he's growling. He's not, he's just making his cuddle sounds. He's a dog.

No. But I do get little red spots in the puffy bits under my eyes for, like, sometimes days after a particularly violent crying session.

"the world is starting to feel scary", my mom said to me today at dinner. yeah, same, mom.

i passed the exam.

i also passed my hand fetish induced crush on the driving teacher along to the next person in line.

how this northern norwegian cishet abled dude thinks it's okay to be binary trans, but "thinking you're a cat" is not. how my warm-up today was dismantling and rebutting the argument without getting too worked up or outing myself -- or injuring anyone on the road.

today, i had my practical driving exam. my brain is processing, but not the exam itself. my brain is stuck on how my driving teacher, whom i've spent countless hours with in the car, talking non-stop, brought up trump and trans issues for the first time.

Queer folk are so fukkin cool, y’all. When I was young, I just wanted to assimilate. Hide in plain sight. But I’ve learned that’s not as fun as being QUEER. And I learned that mostly from trans and NB folx. Who are always at the forefront. Have you told your queers how cool they are today? Do it.

A bare winter tree in the middle of Torgallmenningen in Bergen, wrapped in twinkly Christmas lights. In January.

A pavilion in Bergen, wrapped in twinkly Christmas lights. In January.

they're not christmas lights, they're winter lights. duh.