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Kimberly Gelabert by Ronan McKenzie for Allure US May 2020

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REAL LEATHER BODY BABY || @comfylies

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Moschino, Fall 2018.

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Hey this gender nihilist trans wombyn on disability needs little a money for the first time in this entire decade!! 

Long story short I just had to get medicine and shit, paid rent and whatnot and even helped a few folks out with some expenses in their lives thinking I’d be good…but there’ve been some unexpected expenses suddenly with a few more (including one big one) coming down the pipe before I get paid at the end of the month (and to be frank I don’t know if I can handle rent, groceries, etc and the larger of these expenses coming up even if it was coming up after I get paid). Need more/different shit from the pharmacy now too because the old sickness passed and then my battered immune system just got sick with some new shit. In total I need a little more than 700 Canadian dollars but I’m sure I can wheel and deal and make up the little bit extra so I’m just gonna set my goal at 700 and hope I can manage to pull that in before the 20th of January (a day I have a dental appointment that might incur some other costs ugggh but I’ll deal with that when it comes). 

Even a single dollar from anyone who sees this is going to help a lot, I’ve had previous donation posts rack up half or more of the total I needed from just kind people giving me a buck or so here and there so don’t discount the impact of a small donation! That said please reblog whether you can help or not, the more eyes this gets in front of the better chances I have of making up what I need before the end of the month. 

tl;dr I need 700 bucks Canadian, please reblog even if you can’t donate! I’ll edit this post with updated totals and re-share as we go and when I hit $700 I’ll update that I’m all good! 

$0/$700

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when I become an eccentric billionaire I'm going to buy every house in 10 square blocks of unremarkable suburb. I will have them all furnished and decorated except for (and this is key) one house in the dead center. this house I will put up for sale at a ridiculously reasonable price for the area. once it sells, and the new owner/couple/family moves in, the plan will spring into action.

every single house besides the one in the center within my 10 square blocks will remain uninhabited. I will put all the lights inside on timers so that it appears that people are living in there, I will have lawns mowed when I'm sure everyone in my victim house is at work/school, I will have decorations put up during the holidays and cars moved there and parked in driveways when I'm sure that the owner/couple/family in the house at the center is not there to witness it happening. I will produce all the superficial trappings of life without a single person actually being there.

who knows how long it'll take them to realize that something is wrong? when their kids are playing in the yard, and they notice they've never seen another child around here even once, despite the four-bedroom family homes all down the street? after a few weeks, when they realize the lights in the house across the way click off at exactly 9:45, on the second, every single night? when they've been living there for a month and a half and they realize they've never seen a single car park in front of another house? when they want to greet their neighbors and not a single house in the whole neighborhood opens its door?

when they do realize that they're completely alone here, what would they do with that fact? what would you do if all at once, as you stood in a crowd, you realized that every single person around you was a mannequin? it's unnerving, sure, but enough to warrant a move? how long will they live in this idyllic ghost town before it gets to them? can a person survive in a dollhouse? Thank you. *I wave to the crowd as I walk offstage at my ted talk. one person gives a halfhearted round of applause from the back. a talk about sustainable ecosystem management was scheduled for right now and no one knows how I got up here.*

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to the end of our adolescence

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You know what I hear in my head whenever people talk about Blue Ivy’s hair: “Beyoncé has all the money to make Blue look more white but she just let’s her walk around looking so black. Cause that’s essentially what your hatin’ asses are saying.

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eat the rich

You know what makes me mad? I used to work at Pizza hut and everyday we would have to throw away perfectly good pizza or potato wedges or garlic bread in the bin because it was the wrong order or the customer had changed their mind. They made us bin the whole thing. We weren’t allowed to put it aside to eat from or take it home (we all earned minimum wage so it’s not like we culd afford pizza that expensive a lot). But what makes me even madder is that they could easily give that to the homeless or poor. Like, if a homeless person came into the store, we could have easily given him one of the 20 or so pizzas that we would be binning every single day anyway. Imagine all the pizza hut stores in the world. Imagine each and every one throwing away on average 20 pizzas a day. Imagine how many people that would feed. Fuck corporations man.

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Black women

First everybody complained about us “not having hair” Then when we “got hair” y'all complained about us wearing weave Now that black women are going natural and using neat products to maintain their natural hair, y'all complain that you’re “sick of all these Shea Butter bitches” and this “sudden, obviously fake black pride” So after much thought and deep contemplation my only conclusion is FUCK ALL you bigoted ankh niggas who think “the black wombman” should be chaste while you got 7 kids with six different mothers, FUCK ALL you barbershop “I only date white/light skin girls” ass niggas with your weak ass fades, FUCK ALL you white fuckboys who chase after girls with fake lips breasts and asses but call black women “hoes” for having that shit naturally, FUCK ALL you asian/hispanic fuckboys who want to sleep with black/dark girls but would never even think about bringing one home to your family because we’re not “good enough” for you, FUCK ALL you fake AllLivesMatter feminists who stan for Taylor Swift and her basic lanky ass or yell “Vote Hillary” but went mum’s the word as a 14-year old black child was dragged across the pavement by her HAIR since it’s “not really hers anyway so it probably doesn’t even hurt that bad”, just 100% royally and sincerely FUCK ALL YALL because you never once gave a damn about black women but at the same time wanna police our hair and bodies and self-conduct when you yourselves ain’t shit never was shit and never will be shit

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Years holding on to a rope that wasn’t there, always sorry righteous and wrong. (…)

Marie Howe, from What I Did Wrong in “Magdalene: Poems” (via adrasteiax)

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Jean-Michel Basquiat. Big Shoes. 1983. Acrylic, oil stick and collage on canvas.

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