If you're reading this, I'm already dead.

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Erika Moen
Queer

I might have reblogged this already but whatever.

eeeee I love her

oh yay the english version!!

YES. YES. ALL OF THE YES. 

This is really important.  Our “sexuality” is defined by the terms that are available.  The idea of what your sexuality is, is socially constructed.  I thought I was bisexual, because this was the term that most applied, until I learned what pansexuality was, and I was like, YES, THAT’S HOW I FEEL.  And now, since I’ve been dating a man, people have told that that I was a “fake lesbian” or a “bisexual who just did it for heteronormative pleasure”, but that’s not it at all.  I love people.  If I love you, it’s not your gender, it’s not your race, it’s not your religion, it’s not your haircut, it’s not anything superficial that makes me emotionally or physically attracted to you.  I LOVE YOU.  YOU.  And besides, gender is so fluid… I’m a boyish girl, and my boyfriend is a girlish boy, and I fucking love that.  I told my boyfriend recently, “I feel like I’m actually a lesbian who happened to find a soulmate… who happened to be a boy.”  But honestly, I just love people because they’re beautiful, and loving, and sexy, and imperfect, and perfect, and real, and honest, and mysterious, and magical.

hey look it’s an accurate representation of my sexuality

Everyone has to leave. And I will say that when I do leave, it’s not because I see something better or anything like that. It’s just that it’s time. When I do leave, it will be the hardest thing. This is my seventh year, and I mean, that’s my family, it’s my heart, it’s New York, to me. But you know, you have to leave things that you love.