I think my anger is giving way to a profound sadness, as the reality kicks in a little more.
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But none of the options involve not losing something wonderful. And it sounds so selfish to center myself in this way.
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But I think I really understand the hüzün now.
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Era la alegre hora del asalto y el beso. La hora del estupor que ardía como un faro
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The world was building its beauty and its love. We finally started... STARTED... understanding the dynamism of identity.
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And now we're fighting against the most basic, most inscrutable arguments. We're fighting hate, not crafting love.
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Ése fue mi destino y en él viajó mi anhelo, y en él cayó mi anhelo, todo en ti fue naufragio!
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We got to the place where we began to see value in Black writers writing Black stories, in trans actors playing trans characters.
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We started seeing the next generation take the torch to advocate that the combinatorics of love are limited only by the individuals' consent
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Es la hora de partir, la dura y fría hora que la noche sujeta a todo horario.
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I have enjoyed many experiences this year. I have written many stories that I will someday tell.
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And I have privilege and I will be able to find those things in my life again no matter what. But it is not in our culture anymore.
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For a flickering moment, I felt not like an anomaly. And my hüzün is having once been a part of a flawed culture that at least tried.
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Es la hora de partir. Oh abandonado!
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