You can call me… Rusty.
I identify as… female and genderqueer.
As far as third-person pronouns go, … I prefer “he” and “him” and “his,” but consider it a hassle to remind people all the time. Most people call me by feminine ones. If you ask me, I will tell you to call me by whichever gender pronouns you think fit, to test you. But it makes me sooo happy to hear a few of my friends greet me with “buddy” or “bro,” etc, or refer to me as “he.” Just don’t call me “miss” or “ma’am!”
I’m attracted to… punks! Male feminists make my heart ache. Compassion. “Good” dancers, consent, hip hop. Playful eyes and desensitized eyes. Mostly a resonance of spirit, or perhaps an illusion of that resonance. I think my attraction to female-bodied people has been buried by years of homophobic affection, which I hope to get over.
When people talk about me, I want them to… be impressed? I don’t tend to think anyone thinks about me :)
I want people to understand… that it’s okay to question authority and act against it. It’s trite but important. I want people to be their own idols and consider vulnerability as part of strength.
I’m a sociology student/wannabe musician who works with a sexual abuse survivor program. I like to make things with my hands, wilderness survival, training to fight, dancing and dressing up fabulously. Full of rage and love.
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