hi there! i’m frankie, a chronically ill trans guy living in texas that would really like to afford to exist. after a lot of trial and error, my partner and i have finally found an apartment that suits most of our needs and probably isn’t run by a slumlord. trouble is, moving in will leave us with next to nothing to live off of for the foreseeable future. if you’d like to help us and our two beautiful cats eat until we can find some stability, we’d really appreciate any kind of donations you could send our way. i can also offer tarot readings if that sweetens the deal for you at all. just message me if that sounds like something you’d be into!
right now, we’re aiming to gather up around $300, but anything helps. whether or not you can afford to donate, i appreciate you so much as taking the time to read this and i hope today and everyday treats you with immense kindness.
paypal / if you’d like to donate but paypal isn’t an option, let me know and i’ll see what we can figure out. 💙
Hey worsties! Reminder to drink nothing but sea water and give whatever pills u have to a racoon
every day god puts me in a new universe to see if i notice.
i do notice btw. i just never say anything because im shy
Everything is more beautiful because we are doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again
HOMER, THE ILIAD.
I am consumed of grief!
Not by it. The poem goes like this: i
told the truth, just once,
and the whole world
flinched in response.
“Let everything weak
Die in its cage. Let God’s love Ruin me.”— Cynthia Cruz, “Transfixed II,” from Ruin