You complain about Jared Leto's speech because he didn't "thank a trans person" and instead delivered a timed and beautiful and empowering speech for his mother and for anyone else out there who was listening. It was an all inclusive speech and made many cry. Yet you complain because he didn't mention a trans individual. And I wonder, what all of you that are complaining have done for the trans community? Because if you truly want to help them, you should know that Jared Leto saying 'Hey Thanks' won't make their lives any easier. Instead of complaining about the things that aren't happening, get out there and do them. Make a difference in their lives. And then you can complain about **** that doesn't matter.

I threw a little funeral for us.
Gathered our things.
Photographs and poems.
Your bra and tinfoil and straws.
All tucked tightly in a little oak box
lined with all my hopes and dreams.
And I buried them in the backyard.

Sketch a diary in autumn frost
leave behind a sorrow lost.
A night beneath whispering stars and
listen to their voices afar
for they may drift in colossal numbers
yet their words speak -
the words of the wise
and the words of the weak
for there lies a thousand wishes
so hopeful in brindled streaks

And at last they remain -
captured by the stars,
but freed from the night.

gd

6:21am staying up all night
Drunkenness has passed
Semi awake floating in a sea of fatigue
Staring at the void
Early morning headache blues
Past the curtains
Past the smoky scent of late nights and alcohol and wild manic exhalations
I lay my weary head back
Observe the outside world
Another existence
Blue hazy greens pulsating light
It draws me in

we’ve been lifted up by a legacy and we’ve crashed straight back down
unaware
wading through the heavy dust and the layers of blackened ash, kicking aside the smooth, curved pale shards which lay dormant like pieces of broken china
damaged and cracked through the ages
what was once a fellow human with the same thoughts, feelings, desires, wishes
we’ve been prematurely predisposed
to a society where it’s all okay to feel indifferent to this, pay no attention to the heroes of the past
to ignore all of the things we’ve ever been taught
it feels so distant and unrelatable
we’re blank and basically, bored
all we care about is how many drugs we can afford

our generation, drenched in nostalgia
clawing, desperate for a time we don’t even remember
romanticise the past, the simple times of genuine human emotion
no pressure when the only thing that mattered was pure devotion
to writing, art, travelling, dreams…
feeling free like the beatniks we hold up so high in our estimation
put on a pedestal, the lives we envy and wish we could lead
no expectations
whatever we once believed in
it’s been stripped away
and now we lie here naked and shamed
"a respectable career is the only way"
rapid change left us cold staring at static
blank screens
we’ve been born into the age of the void
no empathy remaining, no way or means
of expressing ourselves accurately
anxiety and sadness dominates
technically we’re developed but our minds are broken, falling into disrepair
in the end we just don’t ******* care
we just want to remember how to feel without numb indifference