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my dad laughs at the opening verse of emily I'm sorry, every time shaking his head and saying that it doesn't make sense. that it doesn't mean anything. I don't know what "when I pointed out where the north star is she called me a fucking liar" really means or even if something can really mean anything besides everything but to me that line is about him. because every time I share facts about my special interests or even just elements of my experience as a trans person, as a queer person, as a disabled person, I'm told I'm wrong even though I know more about these things than he does. I point out the north star because I love space and I want him to love me the way I love space but he tells me I'm wrong