I’m probably the closest thing to queer in my family. My brain is quite queer in the sense that my thinkings are not really enclosed in the heteronormative, with an open-mind to being bisexual and agender anytime. But I have been in love with one single man like forever, never really connect to any other people as my soulmate, and I mainly adopt the heteronormative female lifestyle without struggling (that’s not a sin). My brain is invisible, so I sound inadequate to claim anything queer.
“Crip" would be a better description on me – not in the sense of political identity, but culturally. Anyway who cares at the end of the day…queer crip are beautiful things, so simply let me know if you like my work too.
My technique does not make me an artist. And you can spend your afterlife finishing a count on the number of people who creates intriguing things on Earth.
But here’s my soul spreading love.
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