love.jpg(s).

i can't even begin to tell you how much i love you.

[purple text on a pale lavender background. the font simulates handwriting scribbled in crayon, a quiet piece of simulated intimacy. it says, “i can’t even begin to tell you how much i love you.”]

all my enby friends.

[“all my enby friends.”]

and all the other enbies i'm never going to get to meet.

[“and all the other enbies i’m never going to get to meet.”]

i love you. so much. and i want you to be okay.

[“i love you. so much. and i want you to be okay.”]

i need you to be okay.

[“i need you to be okay.”]

there is so much that i'm never going to be able to say.

[“there is so much that i’m never going to be able to say.”]

so many feelings that i am never going to be able to push out my mouth.

[“so many feelings that i am never going to be able to push out my mouth.”]

i don't know how to. i don't have the words.

[“i don’t know how to. i don’t have the words.”]

but i love you. and i'm with you.

[“but i love you. and i’m with you.”]

and we have a right to be alive in this world.

[“and we have a right to be alive in this world.”]

A tiny, insufficient thing I made at 6am, thinking about pride month and politics.

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