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It’s Our Paradise And It’s Our War Zone

(Warning: everything below these next two paragraphs is very explicit. You have now been warned.) We’re back in the Let’s Lose Some Sleep post style today. You know what that means: things are about to get steamy in here, as you can see. After a couple of months apart and a lot of thinking and growing on both of our parts, we’re back. I know for me I spent a lot of time figuring out what I wanted. What I needed. If things needed to change, what were they? After talking quite a few times, she had done the same and wanted to know what conclusions I had come to. So we talked through it and, at the end of it, realized that we’re way better together than not.

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When Your Fans Become Your Haters, You Done?

That’s one of the reasons I’ve struggled with the idea that an apology, by itself, somehow fixes what existed before. I don’t believe that’s how trust works. If you drop a plate on the floor and then apologize to it, the apology may be sincere, but it doesn’t put the plate back together. The apology isn’t the end of the conversation. It’s the beginning of asking why the plate ended up on the floor in the first place, because that’s where the problem actually starts getting solved.

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Hold On Tight, The Sun Is Gonna Rise

What stands out to me about the white stripe is not just what it represents, but where it sits. Right in the center. Not at the beginning. Not at the end. At the heart of the flag. There’s something meaningful about that placement. The design doesn’t place people who are transitioning, intersex, or non-binary identities at the edges as an exception or an afterthought. Instead, every stripe mirrors around that center point. The white stripe becomes part of the foundation. A reminder that identity has never been as rigid or as simple as people sometimes want it to be.

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I’m Beautiful In My Way ‘Cause God Makes No Mistakes

Few colors seem to come with as many assumptions as pink. Somewhere along the way, society decided that colors should have rules attached to them. Certain colors became associated with certain genders, certain interests, and certain expectations. Over time, those ideas became so common that many people stopped questioning them altogether. The strange thing is that pink is still just a color. It doesn’t tell us who someone is. It doesn’t determine what they should wear. It doesn’t decide what interests they should have or how they should express themselves.

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Every Time You Get Up And Get Back In The Race

Of all the colors represented in the Pride flag, spirit may be the most difficult to explain because it means something different to everyone. When I think about spirit, I don’t think about perfection, confidence, or having life completely figured out. I think about conviction. I think about the beliefs, values, and pieces of ourselves that remain unchanged regardless of what life throws our way.

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