Haze

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Mirror selfie of a trans girl wearing a tie dye purple pink and blue dress, pigtails, leather and chain choker and a chain choker wrapped around her wrist
Trans girl in a short brown summer dress and her hair in pigtails
Hazel about to take her first dose of estrogen. She doesn’t know yet that she’s a girl.
A woman lying on her bed in a crop top and underwear
The bus scene from fight club where the narrator tells Marla to get on a bus and don’t let him see where it’s going. The caption says “Just stay away from lettuce for a while. And Taco Bell. And frozen blueberries.”
Actor Elias Koteas shirtless in the David Cronenberg masterpiece Crash
A picture of the book The Extended Universe: How Disney Killed the Movies and Took Over the World by Vicky Osterweil. And orange and white cat is blurry in the background.
Hazel showing off her new Castration Movie tee
Just a girl on the subway holding a bag of donuts going home after a long day of work followed by a meeting.
The author sporting a brand new chain and leather choker with a metal heart on it. A gorgeous and talented woman complimented her on it.
A dyke getting ready for the dyke march
Live, laugh, lesbian
NYC trans emo punk band Spiritbug performing at their very first show
Trans woman outside in the sun in her signature white sunglasses, headphones, and light blue shirt wearing a beaded choker and pink star earrings holding a cup of spicy mangoes and smiling.
The cover of the comic book High Strangeness Book Four: 2001 by Cecil Castellucci, Daniel Noah, and Chloe Stawski from Spectrevision Oni Press. It features a girl in a bomber jacket, tights, and combat boots floating in the clouds as a pair of bird like electric eyes consider her.
Handsome orange and white cat Cheeto reaches up to grab his mumma’s slice of pizza
The author, as an egg, maybe 10 years before the realization. Short brown hair, brown beard. She stands in front of a wooden statue of Harry Henderson. There is no light behind her eyes.
Screenshot of an alarm going off that’s labeled “Do you have drugs on you you dumb bitch?”
Grateful That I Will Never Again Have To • Pretend to like Slaughter Beach, Dog • Watch the wicked morres • Drive to the suburbs to go to Trader Joe’s • See a Broadway show • Get ice cream w/ everybody after Community • Sit in the backseat of the car + feel like a kid again (derogatory) + want to cry • Have a panic attack cause I can tell I’ve done something wrong but I dont know what and I have no idea how to fix it
Hazel lying on her bed in a red dress. She’s wearing gold wire rimmed glasses and smiling so you can see one of her dimples.
The author outdoors on a subway platform in the sun wearing an aqua marine kinda knit tank/crop top and smirking.
Hazel taking a selfie from above. Her head’s tilted and she’s looking into the camera. She’s wearing wire rimmed glasses and a light purple tank top/undershirt thingy. She’s sporting a five o’clock shadow and you can see tattoos above her heart, on her sternum, and the side of her arm.
Hazel sits on a bench in a local park looking back over her shoulder at the camera. She’s wearing a black hoodie, light jeans, and white Kurt Cobain sunglasses. There’s a skateboard at her feet.
A woman wearing a blue sweatshirt and headphones sits on a train or a plane or something looking out the window. Text reads “and when that ego wears off someday, I hope you realize the way you handled that and left, was not only disappointing but lowkey pretty evil”
Hazel in her bedroom taking a mirror selfie. She’s wearing a dark blue shirt that has the word mclusky in yellow on the front. It’s a little tight and it shows off her small boobs. She’s not wearing any pants.
The author in a wool collared brown corduroy jacket over a light blue hoodie on a slightly rainy, overcast afternoon standing in front of a callery pear tree with recently bloomed white flowers.
Hazel lying down on a tattoo table with her brand new tattoo of the quote from the vice guide to partying in script. It’s just below her left collar bone and it reads If The Tranny Does Not Feel Loved She Will Leave.
Selfie of the author in a gray mask with a gold chain, wearing a pink tank top
Screenshot of an Instagram dm conversation of me asking a tattoo artist for a “if the tranny does not feel loved she will leave” tattoo and her responding enthusiastically
Hazel sits crossed legged on her bedroom floor. She’s got a cherry red Gibson Les Paul Jr. on her lap that she is restringing. She’s wearing a grey tank top and no pants.
A page from Sybil Lamb’s novel I’ve Got A Time Bomb. The attacking paragraph goes “Sybil was mostly sure Maybe only let Sybil hold her so Sybil could have the illusion she was helping. She let Syb hold her for exactly 4 minnits and then shuddered out of it. She crawled to the corner of their sleeping mat and forced a face of silent resignation. For 3 months, Syb had tailed Maybe around the north-eastern cities, hung out and marveled at the circus life of professional activists and provocateurs, tried to appear helpful, dodged getting gassed, beaten or arrested, and lived for that narrow window almost every night when she could trick Maybe into relaxing in her arms for 4 minnits.”
The author stands in front of her mirror showing off her new colored tattoo of a monk parakeet on her upper arm.
A large pot of lentils in a coconut curry broth with added spinach, cilantro, peas, tofu, and sweet potatoes. The author leans in from above wearing wire rimmed glasses, a few days scruff, pink and black sweatpants and large blue pocketed t shirt with the words Original Pizza Works on the pocket, a hold over from the best job she ever had.
The author leaning into the frame from above with wire rimmed glasses and a smile on her face. She’s in her kitchen and on the stove is a pan with a perfectly golden grilled cheese sandwich.
A panel from the comic book Saga featuring the character Hazel, a young girl with brown hair, hazel eyes, and horns coming out of her forehead. She’s saying, “What the heck is a guitar?” Next to her in the panel is the narration, coming from grown up Hazel, “You never know where your first addiction might find you…”
The author in her early twenties-ish. She’s wearing a black and orange jaegermeister visor, a blue t shirt with a set of drums in orange on the front, and jeans. Her right hand is in her pocket and her left is holding a bottle of miller lite. She looks at the camera with her eyebrows up and a confused/scared/constipated look on her face.
The author back when she was stuck deep in the pit at a bar holding a mostly empty pint of beer. She has short brown hair and a brown beard and her eyes are lifeless. She’s wearing a Hop Along shirt with a fucked I’m looking bird on it.
The soup mentioned in the previous tweet in a blue bowl. It features an orange colored miso ginger broth, white rice, potatoes, sweet potatoes, edamame, spinach, and scallions and is topped with baked tofu crumbles.
Hazel, a white trans girl with shoulder length brown hair, squats in front of her bedroom mirror. She’s wearing a pink long sleeved waffle shirt with a black tank top over it and light blue jeans and she’s making a funny face with her eyes looking up and to the left with her mouth open and her tongue pressing into her cheek. Her white and orange cat Cheeto sits next to her.
Hazel with shoulder length brown hair with slight curls at the ends looking into the camera with a little smirk. She’s wearing tortoise shell rimmed glasses and is sporting a couple days scruff. She’s wearing a white tee shirt depicting the mutant island nation of krakoa in red with the joni mitchell lyric “that was just a dream some of us had.” There’s a beat up acoustic guitar on the wall to the right and white Christmas lights frame her window on the left.
The band Ultra Deluxe performing in front of a brick wall with black sound panels on it. A flood light shines on the violin player and guitarist projecting large shadows on the wall. Their lead singer stands off the stage to the left holding one of those large multicolored parachute things like you’d play with as a kid.
Hazel’s bare legs sticking out of the bath and treating crossed on the water faucet. A shower curtain the colors of the trans flag that she bought when she was still an egg is off to the left
A very large bouquet of flowers featuring sunflowers and pink roses and white lilies and lots of other ones I don’t know the names of
Hazel’s legs in ripped black tights. Her feet are crossed and she is wearing white boots with slight heel. Red socks peek out the top. She is sitting in her kitchen.
A blue bowl containing a tofu rice porridge. It is topped with scallions, fried garlic, and dash of chili garlic sauce
Hazel sitting on the floor of her living room holding up two recently purchased comic books, The Uncanny X-Men #291 and X-Force #11
Hazel taking a mirror selfie wearing a newly purchased white baby doll dress
Cheeto, an orange and white cat, sits atop a yellow weighted blanket in front of me. His eyes are closed and his paws are crossed.
The author of this post wearing a blue t shirt lying in bed atop a flowery comforter, underneath a weighted blanket. Her head rests on a purple pillow as she looks up at the camera.
A bowl of German potato salad featuring potatoes, bacon, parsley, pickles, onion, and celery
A skillet full of “hot slaw” including purple cabbage, green apple, and bacon.