millie

As a late night cab driver, if you're ever wondering why I'm on the street rather than the driveway in your sketchy, pickup truck filled suburban neighborhood, this is why.

Give me a shady looking industrial district or run down residential neighborhood over semi-rural suburbia any day of the week. I feel much safer.

A fifteen year old version of myself somewhere inside just screamed in iptscrae induced frustration.

This is real. I've had folks in my cab that clearly were trying to probe my boundaries to see if I'm an easy target who immediately switched gears the moment I showed my personality. Just because someone is desperate doesn't mean they want to fuck over someone who's cool with them and is real. The way you carry yourself makes a difference.

It's pretty obvious if you meet me in person that I'm a broke artist who cares about real people and detests fake corporate bullshit. That's not really an appealing target and I have fuck all to give them anyway.

But if some fuck shoots me for being on their street while being trans, or literally just someone they don't recognize, I don't get the chance to show how I carry myself.